I don't know if Nameless obeyed Shaman's threat or if he had already planned, so he ordered Shaman to go in groups of four, by himself, and look for them separately, whether they can find it or not, and meet here in three hours.

Although Shaman was worried about Nameless's body, he also knew that with the spiritual power of Lianyun Zhu in Nameless's body, no matter how high the magic power was, it would not be able to erode his internal strength, and the Qiankun Array could only be used by four people. Sharman didn't make any further comments, and several people immediately split up to look for them.

Jiang Xiaoyu threw the injured man to Yu Qingyang, and left in a hurry without saying anything. By the time he found the place where he had just fought according to the smell, it was already empty, and there was a pool of blood on the ground, Jiang Xiaoyu twisted his fingers and sniffed it in front of his nose, and his heart was horrified, Ayin was injured!

Jiang Xiaoyu looked around and forced himself to calm down, and slowly he smelled an extremely faint floral fragrance in the faint bloody aura.

"The scent of peach blossoms?" Jiang Xiaoyu frowned and looked in a certain direction, this smell was not completely unfamiliar, he had also smelled it in Qingyun Town. Jiang Xiaoyu pondered for a moment, looking for the fragrance of flowers and chased after him.

Ayin didn't know how far she was taken out, but the cold air around her made her feel very cold and uncomfortable. But the heart doesn't seem to resist. This made her more and more sure that this wandering Yuan Shen was Mao Qing.

Finally, the body that was vacated fell to the ground. Ayin looked around, and the scenery around her was not familiar, obviously not the mountain road she used to walk. But looking at the past, the stone pagoda of Qingqiu Mountain is still clearly recognizable, which makes Ayin's heart settle down slightly.

The black qi re-transformed into a human figure, this time more clearly than before, and the blurred outline could tell that it was an extremely handsome person. It's just that the facial features are still blurry and can't be argued in detail.

The man tilted his head to look at Ah Yin, and after a moment, he leaned forward slightly and brought his face in front of Ah Yin. Although the other party was incorporeal, Ayin still felt the touch. It's cold and cold, not as warm as Wet Qing.

Ayin hesitated slightly, but did not retreat, allowing the other party to smell her neck from her face. This kind of touch, which has no real truth at all, did not make Ah Yin feel any heartbeat, but the qi of the dantian was inexplicably active, as if he had touched the spiritual power of the Chijin Pill when he was practicing.

"What a strange feeling!" Ayin muttered to herself. But the figure had already left Ayin's body and floated in mid-air.

"Do you remember anything?" Ayin looked at him expectantly.

The phantom didn't move, still standing there as if it were real or fake.

"Don't you remember? Take a good look at me again, I'm Ayin, Ayin who has lived with you for sixteen years. Qingyun Temple, Luokou Town, Ouyang Fort, North Wing Mountain, and Qingqiu Mountain, if you think about it again, you can't remember it? ”

The shadow shook when he heard Qingqiu Mountain, and he came back to Ah Yin, Ah Yin felt a chill pass through the corner of his mouth, and the person was once again far away from Ah Yin, and in the black air, the blood at the corner of Ah Yin's mouth was particularly prominent. The blood beads flowed slowly in the black qi, and they even conjured into a human form, but it was much shallower than the black shadow. It can be vaguely argued that she is a woman, with long hair and a good figure.

The black shadow looked at the woman's phantom obsessively, ignoring Ayin.

Ah Yin didn't know who the woman was, but Ah Huo's words made her think that it must be Zhirao's appearance, the little fox demon who fell in love with Mao Qing in Qingyun Mountain, her mother.

Ayin couldn't hold back her crying, pulled the wound, and sat curled up on the ground.

If the person you love has never been in love with you. Or if you fall in love with you not really you, should you fulfill it, or should you continue to cling to it. Ayin didn't know that she had lived for sixteen years, and her memory was only sixteen years, and about love, it only came from Yu Haoqing and those outrageous dramas.

"Qingqing, where are you?" Ayin cried helplessly.

Relying on only a drop of blood, the woman's apparition obviously couldn't last long. The dark shadow watched her disappear, panicked and searched, and finally fell on Ayin.

Yes, he smelled it, inside this living man. He needed her, longed for her, and this desperate longing seemed to have been piled up for thousands of years.

Ayin was still immersed in pain, but her body was once again dragged into the air. This time, rude, brutal, chilly with crazy aggression.

"Ah~" Ayin struggled impatiently, "Qingqing, don't, don't, I'm very uncomfortable!" ”

A pair of black eyes suddenly appeared in the dark shadows, and the demonic air flowed, evil and manic.

Ayin looked at those eyes in a daze, so clear, so real, but they were by no means her clear. Ayin immediately struggled desperately. However, the internal injuries have not healed, and the qi of the dantian is difficult to condense, and the more you struggle, the faster it will be eroded by the black qi.

Ayin only felt that her whole body was about to be torn apart, and her consciousness was gradually confused, she was unwilling, she hadn't found Maoqing yet, she couldn't just die. Perhaps sensing her unwillingness, the Chijin Pill in her body actually woke up at this time, and the spiritual power was instantly instilled throughout the body.

Ah Yin shouted, tried his best to finally break free from the shackles of demonic energy, and flew to a foot away. "You, you're not Maoqing, who are you? Why do you hear me, and why do you take me away? Who was that woman just now? ”

Ah Yin's heart sank, and the figure transformed by his own blood must be related to him. Chijin Dan's spiritual power was still circulating in his body, and Ah Yin immediately understood. That phantom is not Zhirao, but the Demon Emperor Shao Le.

Demon Emperor Shaole? Who will be the one who will never forget her? Yun Qian or Demon Venerable Ji Luo? Ayin was shocked by his own thoughts.

Could it be that this wandering Yuan Shen is Yun Qian, and after Mao Qing got Lian Yun Zhu, the two Yuan Shen played a game, and it was Mao Qing who won? Ah Yin couldn't suppress her ecstasy, if a qiē was really as she thought, then today she would fight to the death, and she would never let go of the shallow Yuan Shen to erode the body of Mao Qing.

Thinking of this, Ayin didn't hesitate anymore, and waved his palm to attack regardless of it. The black shadow obviously didn't expect it, and didn't dodge. But he has no substance, and Ayin can't beat him even if he has a strong skill in this palm.

Ah Yin pounced, raising his palm and attacking again in some annoyance. This time, the black shadow was on guard and went straight up. The black qi was instantly glued to Ah Yin's arms, and no matter how strong Ah Yin was, it was difficult to break free.

The demonic energy that seeped into the body from the skin dispersed the gathered demonic power and approached the dantian. Ah Yin was shocked in her heart, and she tried more and more desperately to break free.

The phantom had no thoughts at all, just desperately trying to find his heart to fight for what he longed for. And what he longed for was obviously not Ah Yin, but the red gold pill in Ah Yin's body. (To be continued.) )