When Zi Tong woke up, it was still dark outside, and there was an indissolvable darkness outside the window, and there was a vacuum-like dead silence all around. Mrs. Qin slept soundly on the table and snored. Her snoring was loud, like an angry cow panting, and this sound gave me an inexplicable sense of security. As if he felt that a companion would protect him, although the other party's big belly seemed to be a kind of irony to Zitong.

What could be more desperate than two pregnant women and two dead men, surrounded in the middle of a house by a group of youkai?

She moved her palm that was clenched tightly by the handle of the knife, and suddenly found that the tung oil lamp on the table was about to burn out, and the flame was only one bean, and the wick was about to be submerged by the tung oil. got up and walked to the table to pick up the wick with a lamp stick, and woke up Mrs. Qin, who was sleeping on her stomach on the table, and looked at Zitong in a daze.

At the moment of "nourishing ......", a small black dot fell from the sky and fell into the lamp oil, smashing the wick and making the sound of the meat being roasted by the fire.

On closer inspection, it turned out to be a pitch-black spider that struggled in the lamp oil and straightened a few legs.

Zi Tong, who had seen countless strange scenes, was no longer afraid of spiders and cockroaches and the like, so he used a lampstick to provoke the spider and wanted to throw it out, but the black spots suddenly fell on the table and the ground like rain. When he landed on the ground, he began to crawl around, moving densely. It didn't take long for it to fall in clumps, all black, soybean-sized spiders, covering the entire ground, like a black carpet that would move.

Zitong was a little stunned, until she found that her body was full of spiders, itching, she couldn't control a scream, and raised her hand to slap the spiders on her body.

"Ahh At this time, Madame Qin let out an even more terrible scream, and when she looked up, she was holding her hissing and smoking right hand, with several deflated black spiders in the center of her palm, and some green juice.

A spirit, Zi Tong stopped his movements and shouted loudly: "This spider has strong acid, so you can't shoot." ”

"Ahh She cried and screamed, but she couldn't hold back her movements. With a hard shake of his hand, he threw out the spider remains on his hand. Impartially, it happened to throw on the chest of Mr. Qin, who was lying on the wall, and a black smoke came out, and the spider remains stained his body, like a hot briquette falling on the wax man, hissing and melting into it.

Then I only heard a muffled "pop", the sound of the inflatable doll bursting, and I saw that a hole was opened □in Mr. Qin's chest, milky white juice gushed out from the hole, and the chubby body deflated at the sight, turning into a human skin floating on the white juice.

The fishy and sour smell permeated the room, and it made people want to vomit.

"The ...... of the house" howled, and Mrs. Qin raised her foot and wanted to rush.

"Kid!" Zitong hurriedly drank her.

One of her feet stopped in the air.

"Think of your kids!" Zitong said.

Nothing is more important to the mother than the child, she just maintained the independent posture of the golden rooster, hanging a black spider, and did not dare to open her mouth for fear that the spider would run into her mouth, and cried with her mouth closed, full of tears.

And the black spiders in the house seemed to like the smell very much, and they suddenly became excited, converging together and surging like a sea of mountains, rolling and running towards Mr. Qin. After a while, Mr. Qin was submerged, and it became a wriggling black hill, and it didn't take long for even the spiders on their bodies to crawl clean.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zitong rushed to the side of the bed and vigorously picked up Canghai's body and shook it vigorously: "Boss! Wake up! Boss! ”

Canghai did not wake up.

Still in a coma with his eyes closed, his head dangling from being shaken by Zitong, like a lifeless toy, and his body was hot like a piece of coal.

"Boss! Sea! And he cried out twice in vain. Countless black spiders continued to fall down from the cracks in the thatched roof, thinking that the black spiders would deal with them again after eating Mr. Qin, and they had to leave immediately. Zitong gritted his teeth and dragged Canghai with it, but he was too heavy, so he could barely drag it.

Just when she was about to be completely swallowed by despair, Canghai suddenly lightened, and when she fixed her eyes, it turned out to be Mrs. Qin, her right hand was still hissing and smoking, and it was full of green juice and blood. His face was still distorted from crying, but he hugged Canghai's arm.

The gratitude was beyond words, and Zitong was so excited that she wanted to cry.

The two of them were holding one of Canghai's arms, and Mrs. Qin was holding the tung oil lamp tremblingly with her right hand. Zitong took the demon knife, pinned the scabbard to his waist, and opened the door.

Except for the shadowy corridors lit by the lights, they were empty and empty.

But two youkai can appear at any time......

Zi Tong cautiously walked forward with his head hanging down, and was about to walk to the hall. Suddenly, a pale human head fell in front of her eyes, close enough to her face.

The top of his head was hung in the air by a transparent silk, and there was no hair or eyebrows, like a washed white radish. His mouth was wide open, as if he was about to scream loudly, and he could even see the tooth decay in his mouth under the illumination of the tung oil lamp.

Zitong was stunned.

Before she could react, a cold object wrapped around her neck and lifted her feet off the ground. The ferocious force that followed suffocated her throat and stiffened her limbs. At the critical moment, the potential exploded, and the heavy demon knife was raised with both hands and swung it above her head, and the force exerted on her neck suddenly disappeared, and she sat on the ground with her ass. The pain in my lower abdomen was like cramps, and the cold sweat soaked through my clothes, and even my head was dizzy.

Waiting for the feeling of the world spinning to fade slightly, Zitong grabbed the tung oil lamp that was about to go out on the side and looked around. Seeing Mrs. Qin hanging in the air like she had just now, her eyes were about to bulge out, and her feet were kicking desperately. Canghai was being dragged back to the room by something, and with a shake of his legs at the door, the door slammed shut, leaving only a bright red blood stain on the ground.

Like Zitong, the sea is attached to others, and if he dies in this era, he will never go back. In a hurry, Zi Tong didn't know that she was afraid, so she stood up and cut off the things above Mrs. Qin's head, and ran towards the room with a knife in tow.

rushed to the door and pushed the door hard, and his stomach hurt when he wanted to hit the door, so angry that Zitong lost his mind, and slashed at the door with a knife. As soon as the blade touched the door panel, the door slammed open, and a blinding white light spilled out in front of him. The eyes sting, subconsciously close the eyelids. Thinking that the sea was still in danger, he gritted his teeth and opened his eyes.

In front of me, a lake appeared, light blue with turquoise. There was a faint ice on the pool, and the flaming red leaves were sticking to the ice, which was scorching and dazzling, and it was extremely enchanting.

The snow was drifting one after another.

There is a white jade platform by the lake, and a white figure sits in it, elegant and exquisite. A white jade hairpin was inserted diagonally into the hair, and the green silk slid down on the shoulder, lined with a snow-white fox fur to make it jet black and soft. The slender fingertips flicked the banana leaf qin, and the elegant sound was melodious, shaking a bright red cold plum by the lake trembling slightly in the few green smoke.

Not far away, countless golden-armored gods stood with weapons in their arms, their expressions solemn, and they were clearly in the position of being about to start a war.

Zitong entered the dream realm again, without dreaming......

At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly rose, and the pain of a knife on the face was blowing, and the sound of music like men and women singing came from the side of the head. The tone was solemn, as sacred as an ode, but when it fell into the ears, the whole mind shook with it, and a feeling of trembling involuntarily rose in the depths of the heart. Fear, awe, I don't know if it's because of the cold or because of something else, Zitong's feet are weak.

She looked up in the direction where the music came from, and saw a group of pure black phoenixes clustered around a huge red phoenix, slowly sliding towards this direction. Shocking red clouds, blood-red, rolled and devoured the sky behind the birds, dividing the sky into two parts, one red and one white.

With a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, the speed of the fingertips of the god of war suddenly increased, and the sound of the piano was in the sound of the golden iron horse, and in the chanting sound from the sky. Although it was soft, there was an inexplicable power hidden in it, entangled with the chanting, canceling it out, making that terrifying power much smaller.

The birds had flown into the sky, and the blood red was just dividing the sky into two equal halves.

One of the black phoenixes floated down lightly, and landed on the ground into a handsome black-clothed young man, making a gesture at the god of war. As soon as the black light appeared on his body, his body changed drastically, turning into a phoenix-headed chaise longue.

"Chirp-"

The phoenix cried, crisp and long, and the heavens and the earth shook.

The wings flapped and turned into smoky red yarn and golden silk, and flew up and down like clouds.

The golden phoenix crown sparkles, exuding the momentum of majesty in the world.

Flawless facial features with infinite amorous flow.

Like a fairy, he floated on the white jade platform and leaned lazily on the phoenix-headed chaise longue. The long sleeves were raised, the red robe flew up, the slender hand held the phoenix's head, and the feet curled up freely, and the red cloud-like robe was tied to the ground.

Beautiful, it gathers the essence of heaven and earth, and absorbs the aura of the sun and the moon. The temptation of suffocation is heart-wrenching.

The water wave in his eyes was as clear and clean as the moonlight, and he looked at the god of war quietly, and his lips opened lightly: "Canghai, what wine did you brew this time?" ”

The strings were plucked, and the white light flashed on the low table, and a tall crystal cup appeared, which contained a jasper-like liquid, and the liquid was dotted with silver light, as vast as a sea of stars. The corners of his mouth raised lightly: "Snow condensation, the ice peak of Yulong Snow Mountain turns into water, and the top of Kunlun Mountain is brewed with five snow lotus flowers for three thousand years, Yan Xi, what kind of wine have you made?" ”

With a little finger like jade, another crystal goblet appeared on the low table, containing a violet liquid, and the golden light in the liquid was as dazzling as sunlight: "Crazy Demon, the eighteen-layer Demon Domain's underground cold ice water, brewed in the land of the polar night for ten thousand years." ”

"So......" the rain god said, holding up the cup of madness, "I don't know if it was your wine that tempted me to fall into the devil, or if my wine led you to ascend to the gods." ”

A faint smile bloomed on her face, like the sun's rays slanting into the 10,000-year-old ice of Kunlun Mountain, and she picked up the snow: "God of War, why aren't you born to be a demon?" ”

"Feng Yanxi, why weren't you born to be a god?"

They looked at each other and smiled, drank with their heads up, and then threw the cup back with a laugh aloud.

"Tie. The next time I taste wine, I am afraid I will have to wait for 10,000 years. Feng Yanxi said.

The god of war smiled even more happily: "Up and down the nine skies, the sea only attracts Feng Yanxi as a bosom friend." Waiting for 10,000 years for bosom friends, it's worth it. ”

Feng Yanxi supported his chin with his hand, and his jade fingers tapped his temples: "The battle of gods and demons always annoys you and me." There is no winner or loser in the wine fight, we only have one battle. ”

"That's natural, otherwise the Demon Emperor Heavenly Emperor will think that you and I are disobedient."

"I can't drink enough," the red robe rose into the air, instantly turning into a red gold-veined outfit. The chaise longue under him also took off, and the golden light turned into a golden spear, and the body of the spear was wrapped in raging flames. Grabbing the gun in his hand, suspended in mid-air, heroic, "Let's make a small bet, whoever loses this battle will go to a human catastrophe." ”

"Interesting," the white robe took off into the air and turned into a white silver-veined power suit. Ah Qing behind him followed, and the green light flashed into a jasper knife, and the blade was wrapped in a thin smoke like snow mist. With a knife in his hand, his body struck at Feng Yanxi, "Then fight." ”

The red and white figures are intertwined and shuttled, the firelight and white light are flying horizontally, the sky is shaking, and the thunder is roaring.

The cold wind howled in Lingling, rolling the white jade platform, mountains, and lakes into the sky, and the wind and sand walked away from the rocks, as if the end of the world was coming.

Those golden-armored gods and the dark phoenix in the sky had already retreated to the edge of the sky. Only Zitong, who was watching the play, was still floating in place, his head was sour, and when he moved, he actually saw another person, Rose. She was wrapped in a round white enchantment, looking up at the sky.

Suddenly, as if she had made up her mind, she waved her sleeves, as if she was dancing, and as if she was sacrificing. Countless snowflake-like things suddenly appeared in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, they spread all over the sky, and it was very beautiful.

I saw that the boulders flying in the sky burst open at the same time, turning into yellow powder and falling one after another. "Chirp-" A wind cried, and the red figure pounced on her like lightning.

Before he could see the other party's movements, the white enchantment shattered, and the tip of the spear pierced Rose's throat. At the end of the day, a white light pierced straight down, blocking the tip of the gun, and a huge invisible force exploded violently, instantly blowing away the yellow sand between heaven and earth, and a piece of clarity.

Feng Yanxi held the golden spear in his hand and pierced it on the face of the sword of the god of war. In the center of heaven and earth, two figures, one red and one white, quietly confronted each other, and their clothes were hunting and flying.

Rose fell not far away, clutching her chest, her face frighteningly white.

Sparks burst out from the junction of the sword and gun, forcing the god of war to take two steps back. Feng Yanxi's cold gaze looked past the God of War to the rose behind him, and his tone couldn't show joy or anger: "Bold little devil, dare to disturb the demon god duel." ”

Holding the handle of the knife hard, the god of war still smiled: "Princess of the Demon Realm, Lingrui is young, I must be afraid that my aunt will be injured, so I will shoot in a hurry, and the demon aunt is not strange." ”

Feng Yanxi was slightly stunned, withdrew his weapon, and the golden gun in his hand turned into a handsome black-clothed young man half-kneeling on the ground in the blink of an eye. A flirtatious robe sat on the young man's shoulder, and the anger in his eyes disappeared, turning back to ten thousand years of ice. glanced at Rose indifferently, and opened her mouth faintly: "The rumored witch Rose, is she it?" ”

"Yes."

He glanced at Rose carefully: "The Demon Emperor is really careless, he didn't even give her the Seven Tricks Immortal Heart, and the heartstrings are always missing a string, teach her how to gain insight into the immortal machine in the future and cultivate the Mahayana?" With this qualification, how to lead the demon world to dominate? ”

"Cultivating Mahayana is her creation, and it doesn't matter if you can't cultivate Mahayana in the future," the god of war looked back at the rose, and with a wave of his sleeve, he pulled the rose from the ground, "Why do you have to lead the demon world to dominate?" ”

Feng Yanxi didn't answer, and the 10,000-year-old ice in his eyes seemed to have loosened at all.

The god of war continued, "In order to become a witch, lead the demon world, be loveless and ruthless, and endure the taste of loneliness and loneliness for tens of thousands of years, except for Feng Yanxi, who can bear it?" ”

"Live...... ...... mouth," Feng Yanxi gently spit out two words.

Canghai sighed thoughtfully: "In the blink of an eye, 30,000 years, Feng Yanxi is still the first beauty in the Three Realms, no wonder the Flowing Water Immortal has a deep love for you at the beginning." If you don't save the many creatures that have gone through the water tribulation in the Nether Realm, you will save you, the demon who has gone through the tribulation, and watch thousands of living beings be ruined, which is a big mistake. Speaking of this, looking at Feng Yanxi's fading cheeks, a smile bloomed on his lips again, "There is something I have never mentioned to you, the immortal on the flowing water asked me to tell you on his deathbed: he wants you to drink the water of the lake of forgetfulness, he wants you to forget him, please don't appear in front of his mausoleum for eternity......"

"Shut up!" A raging fire ignited in Feng Yanxi's ice eyes, devouring the previous indifference. The figure was as fast as lightning, and the young man under the seat turned into a flaming spear again. Grabbing the gun and attacking sharply, the flames instantly enveloped the whole body, and the light was as dazzling as a burning meteor.

As soon as the Canghai knife was horizontal, the clear and transparent blade quickly blocked the tip of the spear, and the hair was smoked up and down by the fire around the other party, and there was still a calm smile on his lips: "The immortals on the flowing water are too worried, the gods are destroyed without souls, there is no trace between heaven and earth, where did the mausoleum come from......

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Feng Yanxi shouted angrily, his body flew over, and the fire on his body was like a fire phoenix, constantly swooping towards the rain god to swallow the rain god, but was constantly blocked by the white light around the god of war. The overwhelming heat caused the surrounding gods and the black phoenix in the sky to retreat, and the earth cracked, and the churning magma could be seen in the cracks.

Parrying the opponent's fierce attack, the god of war still kept talking, with a relaxed expression: "Because of the experience of Feng Yanxi and flowing water, no god dares to fall in love with a demon in ten thousand years." To make an example, no, in the words of the human world, it is to kill chickens and make an example of monkeys......"

"Stay! Mouth! One turned over, turned into a fire phoenix, circled upward, and stabbed straight down towards the top of the god of war's head, "Chirp-"

A blinding flash of light flashed, and a moment later, the earth was centered on the two of them, rumbling and rolling and shattering around them, like an atomic bomb.

In the face of the catastrophe of the collapse of the sky and the earth, Zitong, who was watching the lively soul, also felt frightened, and hugged his head with his ears covered.

When there was no sound around, I looked up and saw that the golden armor god and the black phoenix in the sky had already escaped without a trace, and even the rose had escaped far away, turning into a small white dot. (To be continued.) )