However, Pu Lao was still in the dark, he said goodbye to everyone and went to the seaside he had always wanted to go, but when he pierced through the clouds and fog, he smelled the breath of the dragon, came out of breath, and landed in Gaozhou City.

He missed a good show, but fortunately, the dragon did not swim away, he followed all the way, trying to reveal the disguise of the dragon in time, but he didn't want the other party to say a word, dumped him, and used a dark arrow at him, although he dodged it in time, but the dragon also disappeared without a trace.

"Who are you?" Pu Lao circled in the air, shouting one after another, and a little lost, "I just wanted to ask you, can you take me to a sea ......" He opened the dark arrow on his palm, and secretly chewed his tongue: "I didn't expect to shoot so hard, it's really strange." He pulled out the handle of the arrow and pulled out a piece of paper with the words "Blood girl in trouble, go quickly" written crookedly.

He shouted again into the surprisingly quiet sky, but no one answered, and he said to himself, "You've got to tell me where she is." Shaking his head, he laughed at himself in his heart: How could I say such insincere words, and I don't have long with blood, why do I care if she lives or dies?

But the past is vivid, remembering that when she was separated from King Hao, she had seen the prosperity of the world with the blood circulation, and walked through the streets and alleys, she bought a lot of rouge, gouache, and clothes, all of which were thrown into his arms, shaking her empty hands, and she had to carry him when she was tired; He was just complaining, and Xuexun cried endlessly, and after persuading him for a long time, Xuexun smiled, caught a snake by the water, teased him, and accidentally let the snake bite his hand, and Xuexun panicked, helped him sit down, knelt on the ground, sucked the venom in one mouth, wiped his sweat with Paer, and rubbed the blood on his laundry for him.

"Why should I be nice to her?" asked himself, he lost his letterhead and leisurely searched for a fast horse in Gaozhou. The appearance of another outsider caused a carnival of the famous demon, of course, the demon lord also knew, but at this time, he couldn't show his face, but sent a team of demon soldiers, so that Pu Jiao felt that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, and led him to the place where Liu Yao was buried and let him take him away.

A flying arrow, coming again, turned over and grabbed it, skillfully tore it open and looked at it, and the different handwriting read, "Send him to the Xiongjing Cinan Temple." ”

"Who the hell are you?" Pu Lao shouted to the sky, but this time, there was obviously no dragon's breath.

He laughed again, threw the paper, and sneered: "Why should I listen to you?"

Then, with the monk, he worked hard to find a white horse and went straight to Xiongjing.

King Hao waited in Xiongjing for Hongqi to wake up.

A "thank you", it became a farewell, King Hao stuffed the red lotus powder, she smiled, reached out to take it, and threw it in King Hao's arms, and said to him: "You keep it, punish you!" After speaking, she turned into a ray of pink light, exuding a refreshing fragrance all the way, and went back to the illusion of her previous life. King Hao held the lotus powder, unconsciously smelled the incense, waved goodbye to the wind, and Hua Yue said coldly in his ear: "Why don't you go with her?"

King Hao turned his head and explained with a smile: "It's an acquaintance, I'll send it." ”

"I think it's an old acquaintance!" Hua Yue looked at her, but King Hao didn't think so, he still held a smiling face, hugged Hua Yue's shoulder, and said to her: "When you and I tie our hair, we will tie our hair for a lifetime, I have come all the way to find you, I just don't want to lose you." ”

Hua Yue hugged him, a little sad, and said, "I'm too afraid of losing with you, so I'm like this." ”

King Hao hugged her tightly and kissed her on the forehead deeply.

Xuexun stayed in Qingdu for a few days, feeling uncomfortable, and under the lifelessness, the plants and trees grew huge, dripping with liquid, and the edges of her teeth were like teeth; she didn't say much, her face was white, her clothes were black, she walked lightly, and her gestures seemed to be doing rituals; and the demon army also harassed her boudoir repeatedly, which was very strange.

She wants to leave, and the whole insect king is difficult to parry.

Lying up on the couch, the demon soldiers chirped, slashed the bed with a knife, and he slammed it violently, killing the demon soldiers; there was a noisy noise outside the door, and he pulled the door and came out, and it was a group of soldiers, with their weapons, rushing at him, sweeping his sleeves and destroying all the bones; when he returned to the room, when he lay down, there was another terrible cry; he finally fell into a dream, but he dreamed that he was dead.

When he stomped out of the house again, he was surprised to find that the ground had fallen upside down, and he called the demons to inquire, only to realize that he had destroyed these exquisite sculptures in the middle of the night.

For several days, every day, the Demon Lord also felt that the atmosphere of the famous demon country was a little weird, so he was helpless: "That's it, this Wei Ming, Yuer Xiaobang, don't do it!" He did it recklessly, tearing the tent curtains, breaking the tables and chairs, and shouting to the unknown force that was causing trouble: "I don't care who you are, if you want to be famous, I will send it to you! I will go to the Song Kingdom to be the king of the whole world!"

He called the blood cycle and marched all the way east.

In a family, she and the whole insect king found a place to rest, the owner of the house was very good, and he served tea and water, and even the devil was a little moved.

At night, when she couldn't sleep well, she had a strange dream: she was lying alone on the river beach, weak. The bare trees, sparsely growing on the rocky beach, with their roots on the rocks, walked slowly towards her. On the swaying branches, some strange people jumped down, some in red, green, and black, with torches in their hands, approaching her, forming a circle, chattering.

A gentleman in the same green clothes, riding a white horse, passed by her, killed these people with the sword in his hand, led her people, carried the horses, and chased the sunset together. He turned his head and smiled at her, and the familiar face was Pu Lao.

Xuexun screamed in fright, sat on the bed, and looked at the moonlight outside the window.

She didn't understand why she thought about an irrelevant prison, but she couldn't sleep anyway, so she simply put on some clothes and walked slowly outside the house. Only then did she realize that there was a small stream outside the house, flowing quietly, and the side of the stream was full of gravel, and she stepped on it, but the trees around her did not move, and there was no sense of sparseness. She felt that something was coming towards her, but when she turned her head to the left and turned her head to the right, and fixed her eyes for a long time, there was only the wind blowing the branches, swinging leisurely.

She walked back again, the stone behind her kept ringing, and as soon as she turned around, two people raised their knives and slashed, she dodged with the situation, and the person who jumped up, like a gust of wind, disappeared. She looked around, there was no figure, and in fright, she hurried back to the house, but the easy-going owner of the house sharpened his knife and smiled maliciously at her. Blood Xun was about to shout, a hand covered her mouth, he quietly turned his head, but there was nothing. No matter how she walked, there was something in her way. Blood was scared, tears welled up in her eyes, and she felt a strange atmosphere all around her.

She shouted "Second Uncle", and the whole insect king woke up, strode out, and ran nervously towards Xuexuan, accusing her: "You don't sleep well, what are you running around, you ran away, how can I explain to your dead father?"

The blood trembled and replied to him: "I'm afraid, there are ghosts everywhere!"

The whole insect king looked at it worriedly, but there was no demonic breath, so he comforted her with confidence: "It seems that you are too tired from the journey, you have an illusion, go back to the house and sleep." ”

"No, I want to leave this place of right and wrong!"

The wind blows the birds, and some of the wind sounds like cranes.

The whole worm king was also a little irritable: "...... That's fine, it's good for us to arrive in Xiongjing early. He took the baggage and walked with her beside the desolate stream.

The thatched house, with its owner, vanished without a trace, the bare trees had fallen off their branches, the gravel flew up one after another, the stream swelled upward, and a dragon rushed up from the bed of the stream, hissing and glowing with yellow beams.

Blood Cycle and the Whole Worm King, everywhere they went, there were many phantoms, not only did the Blood Cycle meet, but the Whole Worm King also felt it, but once it happened, everything returned to normal. It seems that in the dark, there is a strange force driving them, and the wind and dust rush to Xiongjing.

Who would have thought that everything is unpredictable, and people with different identities and different hearts will get together again after a short separation, as if someone is making a hindrance and wants to do something big in Xiongjing.