"Demon fart!" A burst of chestnuts smashed directly on Ah Yin's head, and Ji Shan shouted angrily, "Is it so easy for Lao Tzu to raise you with a handful of and urine?" Are you starting to dislike Lao Tzu for not being able to do it now? I sue you, you promised to give Lao Tzu a pension to the end, Lao Tzu will not die, you don't want to go anywhere! ”

Ayin snorted and laughed, "Old man, you look so ugly!" ”

Yu Qingyang stepped forward and rubbed Ah Yin's head, and joked with a smile: "Ah Yin is the master of Chijin Dan, the future king of ten thousand demons!" When it's time to do it, don't let your little demon bully the second senior brother! ”

"If any of them dare to bully you, I will cut them!" Ayin hand knife skirt uàn cherry tree wind.

The tear-dripping smiles didn't last long, and the sad atmosphere around them didn't dissipate.

Ah Yin wiped his face and said, "When I just came over, I saw the white-haired people bullying those young foxes, why don't you care?" ”

The Holy Venerable raised his hand with some sadness, and the aura filled the mountains and fields, like stars in the night sky. "The aura in Qingqiu Mountain is natural, and it is a treasure land for cultivation. However, now it is dilapidated. Ao Jiang Yuanshen has been trapped for thousands of years and is in urgent need of spiritual energy supplies, so he will bring a large number of wild wolf troops here. They don't want to waste time absorbing the aura of heaven and earth little by little, and it is inevitable that the ownerless young fox will be robbed. The old man has run out of oil and lamps, and he is powerless, so he only hopes that the little master can do his best to cultivate into a heavenly fox and save the people from fire and water. ”

"Let them go to Qingyun Mountain with me!" Ayin asked incomprehensibly.

"Qingyun Mountain is indeed a rare treasure, but it's a pity. Qingqiu Mountain is their root! They didn't have spiritual power to protect them, and they couldn't stand the immortal energy on Qingyun Mountain at all. Moreover, leaving Qingqiu Mountain, their fate will only be several times more tragic than now! The Holy Venerable let out a long sigh, "The little master has this heart, and the old body is already Wan Fei's gratitude, but it is not you who can save them!" ”

The Holy Venerable was on crutches and slowly walked towards Ayin, his expression was indifferent, and his eyes were like water. It's three steps away from Ayin. Slowly knelt down, and said in a deep voice: "The old slave is here to wait for the return of the Demon Emperor!" ”

The sound was like a bell, ringing through the valley, suddenly. Corresponding voices came and went all around.

Ayin was a little flustered. I was just about to go up and help someone up. The other party's withered body has already dispersed with the wind.

"Hey, you promised me to save Ji Wushuang!" Jiang Xiaoyu hurriedly shouted.

"The only one who can save her is Sky Fox!" Voices floated from all around, and finally settled in the stone tower. The demon fire at the top of the tower suddenly lit up a little.

"She~" Ayin asked herself blankly.

"If the stone tower is not reached, the fox clan will not die!" Fang Ruo looked up at the demon fire at the top of the tower and said in a daze, "She should have used the last primordial spirit to protect the stone tower!" ”

Ao Jiang, who was standing in the stone tower, looked at the people outside from the window with an indifferent expression. Shui Lianyue was wearing a smoky gray coat, the inside was smooth and ****, and her slender legs showed off in the spring while walking.

"Lord Ao Jiang, Lianyue wants to follow the new master and fulfill Grandma's last wish!"

Ao Jiang turned his head and squinted at her, his gaze was like a knife, scraping inch by inch from his chest to his waist. Shui Lianyue is strong and calm, not letting her body tremble.

"Madam, my husband said that I will never leave you!"

Ao Jiang's words carried a hint of threat, more like ** when he lingered on the bed.

Shui Lianyue's delicate and boneless body snuggled up, her lotus-like jade arms wrapped around Ao Jiang's neck, her bright red lips came up, and she exhaled like an orchid.

"If I step into hell with one foot, will the prime minister swear to follow me?"

Ao Jiang moved his hand from Shui Lianyue's waist to her thigh, and with a slight force, he knocked her softest place into his arms.

"If you don't mind the life and death of those hundreds of young foxes in Qingqiu Mountain, your husband is naturally willing to live and die with you!"

The despair born from the mouth of the heart and the sore and disgusting impulse struck together, and Shui Lianyue gasped, but her body was wrapped tighter.

"If one day, I fall into darkness, I will definitely haunt you, and I will not let go of my soul!"

It's a pity that this is not an oath between lovers, Ao Jiang let Shui Lianyue's teeth bite his shoulder, and the moment he lifted her coat, the feeling of comfort in his whole body was enough to suffocate. Shui Lianyue's body was pierced hard in the next moment, her slender white waist was propped up on the stone window, and her long black hair swayed in a panic with the impact. The head poked out of the window, but the black eyes were not ****, and the word "Meng Jiang" seemed to be called out in the broken mouth.

After more than a month, the once beautiful Ouyang Fort has become like this. Ouyang Lingling looked up at the plaque half-hanging on the door, and her heart was extremely barren. The weapons scattered at the door, the corpses of ** were lined up, and she couldn't help but turn her face and vomit. Qin Xiang stepped in without care, his expression indifferent.

"Qin Xiang, Qin Xiang, you, you wait for me!" As soon as Ouyang Lingling turned around, Qin Xiang had already walked to the door, and then looked at the mess all over the ground, so frightened that she quickly chased after her.

The familiar courtyard corridor, the familiar small building courtyard, if it weren't for the dead air in the air, Ouyang Lingling would have wanted to cry out loud.

Qin Xiang stood in the front yard, looking at the broken bonsai around him, the tables and chairs thrown out, and his eyes moved over little by little, no, still no!

He couldn't care about Ouyang Lingling anymore, and the voice split in his head urged him to step forward.

Passing through the antechamber and turning the corridor, at the corner, he finally saw the familiar figure, crooked on the stone steps of the corridor, disheveled, **foul smell.

Qin Xiang walked over slowly, his eyes didn't blink, he looked straight at the half-decomposed corpse, corpse spots crawling all over his body, but his clothes had been opened, his bare skin, and there were deep purple scratches on his chest, so vulgar and dazzling.

"Ahh Ouyang Lingling couldn't help screaming, she jumped on her feet, like a rabbit stepping on a trap, eager to get rid of it, but she fell deeper and deeper into it.

"Why did you die!" Qin Xiang looked at Widow Qin's corpse motionlessly, tears rolling down her cheeks, "Why did you die!" ”

Ouyang Lingling came back from the fright, and only then did she notice that Qin Xiang was unusual.

"Qin, Qin Xiang, you, are you okay!"

Qin Xiang mechanically turned her head to look at Ouyang Lingling, "What will happen to me?" Sad? Saddened? Wrath? Hatred? What should I do? Why am I in trouble? Because my mother was killed, because my mother died and was ruined? Because ~"

"Qin Xiang, Qin Xiang, don't say it, don't say it!" Ouyang Lingling covered her ears in a panic, and jumped around helplessly, only then did she remember something, and hurriedly took off her coat and draped it on Widow Qin's body.

"People are dead, what is there to cover! They are the ones who want to be covered, and they are the ones who are ashamed and want to go to hell! Qin Xiang's voice was as cold as ice. (To be continued.) )