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Lang Wumian slowly swept the tortoise shell of the table into his palm, with light eyebrows, thick thin lips, and a smile.

"Luck, count."

An hour later.

Inside the city of Yucheng.

One person has his back to him, his golden robe is draped in hair, his left arm is lowered, his right arm is slightly raised, his palm is forward, his five fingers are slightly bent, and he holds a flame in his hand.

This fatal Enma is exactly what it is.

On its side, the demon is like a defeated leaf, and the corpses are piled up. Qingqiu Tongqiao Xuanying stood in a corner, his face was gray and blue.

Lang Yu turned his eyebrows slightly, and said coldly: "I haven't been away from the city for a long time, how can I be like this?" ”

Qingqiu was stunned when he heard the voice, and saw that he was majestic and heroic, shining in all corners, and the golden light of the palace clothes was dazzling, Qingqiu lost his mind for a while, and his heart was reversed: since he took Yucheng, he has not been summoned by Lang for a long time, and now his father is here, hanging on the line, and he should show up.

Thinking of this, I actually relieved myself.

Qiao Xuanying checked Qingqiu's face, sighed briefly, touched his arm lightly, and said in a low voice: "Door master, what should I do now?" ”

Seeing this, Qingqiu came back to his senses, faced the face, and raised his eyebrows: "Qingqiu oak, I have heard and seen it, and today I know the old master and pawn of the same day, and I am honored." After that, he took a half step back and gave his hand away.

Lang Yu couldn't help but chuckle, and looked sideways at the beautiful woman on the side, her eyebrows lowered, and her mind wandered. Lang Yu couldn't help but let go of the corners of his lips, snorted lightly, and responded: "Kid is polite." The foolish city that I created with one hand is now withering and ruined, and I can't bear to see it. “

When Qingqiu heard this, he covered his mouth and smiled, but said in his heart: The knife is slaughtered, but now it is blamed on me, what a joke! As soon as he thought of this, Qingqiu's smile was a little cold, and he replied slowly: "Since it was created by the old palace master, how can you get your life and rage against adultery today?" ”

When he asked this question, he turned his right wrist lightly, took the open flame, and said lightly: "It started with me and ended with me." Isn't it right? “

Qingqiu's body shook, looked sideways at Qiao Xuanying, and said a few times.

Qiao Xuanying understood his intentions and secretly calculated: he had sent two or three little demons to Zhiri Palace to report earlier, and now he is in charge. When we delay for half a moment, the palace master can be expected to help.

Lang Yu raised his eyebrows, stroked it with one hand, paused for a moment, and laughed loudly: "If you are lucky, you will hope for Shanzuo, and you will be disappointed, and you will die blindly." “

Qingqiu Bridge Xuanying heard the sound and was terrified.

"After enduring for a long time, you will end up today. I should start killing and slaughtering the sun and the moon! ”

Before the words fell, the flying sand turned to stones, and the anger broke the wood; For a time, the clouds were thick and the sun was dark.

He straightened his body and did not move, his chin was raised shallowly, his eyes were first closed, his shoulders were flying steeply, and his roots were erect. Qingqiu Xuanying took a closer look, saw that its hair and tails were burning, like a fire snake, without a moment of effort, the hair was connected, entangled in one place, there seemed to be an invisible comb grate in the trance, and it was distributed, slowly combed properly, the bun was on the top of the head, the fire was shining, and the golden crown of fire was good!

When he was finished, he squinted slightly, looked around, his palms were hot, and his face was getting colder.

Everyone in Qingqiu was shocked by its momentum, seeing that its right palm was raised again, there was no idea of dodging, the eyelids were slightly opened, the eyes were dim, and the texture of the body was tightened inch by inch due to the rolling heat, but unconsciously, there was a white nose slowly descending. For a while, the heat and cold were indistinguishable, and the body was full of chestnuts; The eyelashes are frightened but not dancing, and the meridians are chaotic but not running, as if they have been frightened.

Turning his right palm to his wrist, his palm in front of him, the golden light opened sharply. The clouds are rolling overhead, and there is no top. At this moment, on the side of everyone, suddenly the whirling clouds rolled up, bubbling like a clear stream of mountain waves, stacked like a fine flower horse brain, a good scene of a sea of clouds churning!

Blinking, the white clouds lined up the mountain. Before it, there was a shadow: a golden crown palace robe, and the hair was not half messy; The negative hand floats in the air, the clouds behind him are rolling, and the golden light on his side is flashing, so the cloud shirt and jade belt, the momentum is compelling, if it is not merciless, who is it?

Narrowing his eyelids, he slowly retracted his right palm, hid it behind him, turned to the side slightly, and hummed: "The son of a wicked man is moved when he hears the wind, and he is as sensitive as a dog's nose." “

Lang Wumi's brows frowned slightly, and he frowned in a deep voice: "The dry fish is still unbridled, can you still talk about Ruosi?" ”

"People say that the monarch and the minister, the father and the son, the father and the son, the father is below, and the son is above, where do the three outlines exist?"

Hearing the voice, he slowly brushed his sleeves, lowered his body, and as soon as his feet touched the ground, he said: "I'm afraid that right now, here, there is no father and no son, but good and evil." ”

Lang Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, but said with a smile: "In this way, you and me, which is right and which is evil?" ”

Before he could open his lips, Qingqiu on the side had already sighed: "Isn't it that the old palace master is old, and he actually asked this question, it's really a joke!" ”

Seeing the beautiful woman on the side of Lang Wumi, her face was steeply gentle, her thin lips pursed slightly, and she called softly: "Mother...... Mother's ......"

The woman's eyes were as sharp as green feathers, and she tossed and turned, but she opened her lips but could not speak, her body did not move, but her face was still but not obscure, but she was angry.

Seeing this, Lang Yu lowered his eyebrows and said coldly: "Mother and son are filial." ”

When the woman heard this, she stepped forward, tugged at her sleeves with both arms, swayed back and forth, and pleaded: "Husband, husband...... No matter what, Min'er always has a single bloodline......"

After looking at the side for a while, seeing the woman's mournful color, she finally couldn't bear it, and said softly: "Qiu Cut, this battle is an arrow on the string; You and I have been away from the palace for a long time, and it should have been cut off a long time ago. ”

Got no mercy and the wind was cold, swept over Qingqiu Bridge Xuanying, and saw the bones again, and couldn't help but say loudly: "After a thousand years of separation, I will finally see each other." Is it difficult to become a father...... You just want to fight with me for life and death, but you refuse to give me half an explanation? “

"Confession?" Lang Yu slowly led the woman to the side with one arm, and took a few steps forward, looked at Rong Wuxian fixedly, and said lightly: "Chitose Sun and Moon, I don't know if the palace master is idle and dreamy?" ”

"The big task is still acceptable, and there is no need to worry about it." Make no mercy slowly lower the eyebrows and eyes, and look at each other differently with different side eyes.

"That's great!" Lang Yu couldn't help but chuckle lightly: "For thousands of years, there have been many demon cultivators who have gone to the Zhiri Palace to make trouble?" ”

"In the past, there were occasional, but now I often see fools crossing the palace for Jin Wudan's safety." It seemed that he lost his mind for a moment, and then immediately returned, pondered for a moment, and raised his voice to ask: "Does Min'er need to thank the city lord of Yucheng for his favor?" ”

Lang Yu turned his eyebrows, glanced at Qingqiu, closed his eyes and smiled: "I, the city lord, seem to have lost my heart." At present, even this only remaining gate master is only the palace master. ”

When Qingqiu heard this, he sneered on his face, and said secretly in his heart: This is not a deliberate division of my fellow Lang!

He sighed and said slowly: "It's not that the heart is for mercy, but the right path is for all people." ”

Hearing the sound, he immediately showed his anger, raised his palms quickly, and in front of his chest, the open fire all over his body, the two sleeves went inside and out, and the yang force went straight to make Wu Mercy, and said sharply: "My sex is cut, why waste my lips and fight with the rebel?" ”

Before the words fell, the open flame was even stronger, the eyebrows could not blink, the flames competed for the crown, divided several strands, and immediately swallowed the helplessness into the stomach.

Seeing this, Qingqiuqiao Xuanying had white lips and cold teeth, and looked at each other in a daze, speechless in shock.

"Mercy! My mercy! The beautiful woman immediately wept, threw herself forward, and tugged at her sleeve; Kneeling on his knees, his upper body pressed the tail of his robe, and he couldn't stop crying, but he couldn't say a word again.

The feeling of weakness is weak, and it hits his shin from time to time, and he can't help but be upset in his heart, and secretly thinks to himself: That son of a scumbag has other intentions? How could I kill you?

I was thinking to myself, and it was dark all around. The sun wheel is hidden, but there is a white appearance through the window.

The people of Qingqiu were shocked, and secretly thought: It's only noon, how can the sun not be seen, but the moon shadow?

After half a moment, with a slight wave of his sleeves, the flames were immediately closed, and everyone looked at it again, how could they still see the figure of Lang Wumi, and the ground was only a little bit of fine red salt, faintly forming a two-legged shape.

Seeing this, Qingqiu sighed in his heart: "Lang! ...... Get the palace master! His voice was so strong that his knees went limp, and he collapsed downward. Qiao Xuanying's eyes were quick, and he held Qingqiu's one arm, and he couldn't bear to see his sorrow when he looked sideways.

"Hero I, now he is actually harmed by his father's yang power, and his bones are gone, but only a little bit of ashes, woo hoo lament!" Qiao Xuanying was carrying Qingqiu, hearing his wail, and sighing in his heart.

After another moment, the full moon in the middle of the sky shot out a white light, which was reflected on the surface of the road, but with a flick of the fingers, the golden light was reflected, and for a time the curling snow was turned into Danjing Binghuo, reflecting the foolish city in all directions, and the day returned.

The ruined flame shot on the red salt, as if pouring fire essence into it.

The red salt is spiritual, fluttering from itself, slowly rising into the air, and actually assembling a personal shape by itself, although the face is unknown, but the crown and wide robe, all seem to be merciless.

When everyone saw this, they all sighed secretly, and then heard the human figure say slowly: "If it is not the king, there is no mercy." Now he is confused and confused by the Three Realms, and he has no mercy to take responsibility, and he is not allowed to cut his flesh and remove his bones to repay his kindness, but with this move, he will eliminate my body and have the right to repay. Before the words fell, the red salt figure had already bent down, kneeling three times and bowing nine times, and his demeanor was solemn, and everyone was stunned.

The yang power of the four places is scattered, and when he turns his eyes around, he sees the demon corpse on his side, with a faint faint light, and the duck eggs are blue. Stunned, clenched fists with both hands, and secretly exerted force, this side fixed its own essence, but outside the body and inside the heart, all of them were cold; The spiritual power on the body is like a pear blossom in the rain, and it slowly follows the day Huadu to the moon wheel, reflecting the bright moon like fire, and lining it with red salt like blood.

He sighed intermittently, and secretly said in his heart: The evil son is deceitful! Ming is burning for my yang fire, repaying my blood and kindness, secretly incarnating the moon, one to absorb the demons of Yucheng who have not dispersed, and the other to borrow the power of Jin Wudan, to supplement the yin with yang, but to absorb most of the power of my positive yang!

Just thinking about it, he said in a deep voice: "Life and death are like wheels, and they are turned over like palms." Now, you and my father and son have broken off their kindness and righteousness for thousands of years, so I should do my best to fight with Your Excellency to be right! “

At the beginning of the words, the clothes were brushed and the sleeves were brushed, and everyone only felt the golden light, raised their palms to cover their eyes, and felt the cold around them; Qingqiu and the others shook like sifting chaff, and were placed in a trance in the gilded carved lotus furnace, and the incense burned out, all of which were dead ashes. (To be continued.) )