No one wants to laugh at him for such an instigating action.

The fifth morning stream quietly looked at the cocoon, suddenly raised his foot, and kicked forward.

The silkworm cocoon rolled and rolled far away, and the golden crow hidden in it felt a burst of humiliation, and after scolding N sentences in his heart, he focused on absorbing the demonic power in the silkworm cocoon.

The revenge of the hero, ten years is not too late, the little white face must wait! Sooner or later, you're going to have your claws chopped off!

In the midst of the dense forest, there was silence, and the Fifth Morning Stream did not move except after the first two temptations, and he stood in place, his clothes fluttering, and his expression was peaceful, and his handsome face was like a picture under the trees, and the occasional bird flew by, and he could not bear to alarm his contemplation.

Night fell quietly, the sky and the earth were dark, and there were no five fingers in sight, only the blood cocoons surrounding Zhao District's body occasionally had dark light floating.

The fifth morning stream was hidden in the night, and it was impossible to see his appearance clearly.

There was a sudden tremor in the ground, and there were a few more hills in the distance, and the figure of the fallen mountain began to approach.

Knock knock.

The footsteps were still domineering, and the entire ground was trembling.

The fifth morning stream raised his head, glanced lightly at the fallen mountain fire not far away, his expression was not in a hurry, and he stood up, like an emperor in the night.

The roar of the mountain roared suddenly, as if sensing that something was wrong, the pair of cold pupils suddenly looked at the dark figure next to Zhao District, and the bone spurs on his body bloomed, like the mountain was overgrown with tall trees, and before he officially launched an attack, he didn't expect the fifth morning stream to suddenly fly and kick, kicking a huge tree in front of him, and the huge tree rose from the ground and flew straight away.

There was a whistling sound of machine springs snapping and rolling. There was a soft buzzing sound, as if a dense cluster of bees had suddenly flown from underground, or a pile of leaves had been swept up by a hurricane. The pressure came in an instant.

It was a knife, iron black, piercing the air in the rain of cement debris, rampage through the trees, constantly crashing into the trees at all angles, and then changing direction when it was bounced back by the force of the impact, first to the eye and now to the chest. The moment that was in the back of the heart is now towards the heavenly spirit, which is ever-changing, and there is no way to dodge.

The knife suddenly entered the eyes of the fallen mountain. Sharp and sharp, the precision is terrifying.

"Roar!!

A huge roar sounded, deafening, and the huge body of the mountain fell sharply. The knife was shining with silver. Suddenly, there was a little more cold air on the ground, and the cold figure suddenly appeared, it bowed its head, drilled into the wound, entered the belly of the mountain fire, and spit out a cold breath towards the demon pill that was surging with halo.

The cold air covered the demon pill, and a lot of blood appeared in the roaring mountain burning pupils, and it fell down in pain. Some of them were begging for mercy on their knees.

A little horror flashed in the eyes of the other fallen mountain burners, and they all took a step back.

Originally, I wanted to check the progress of the Blood Sacrifice. Who would have dreamed of meeting such a tricky character.

The stabbed Shanjiao had lost his breath, the blood in his pupils was flowing on the ground, and there was a fishy smell in the air.

He's dead.

A single knife kills.

The fifth morning stream breeze flew up lightly, pulled out the knife, and took the demon pill with his hand.

The demon pill is covered with fine lines, with a little warmth.

The fifth morning stream flew back to the same place, looking at the demon pill in his hand, Yu Guang glanced at Zhao District, and hit the demon pill into it with his backhand.

In the darkness of the night, a hissing was heard.

It's like a strange bird crying, with excitement.

Jin Crow swallowed the demon pill, the whole body swelled a lot, the three feet were completely exposed, it stretched its wings, arrogantly glanced at the dark figure outside, and said in his heart to give Lao Tzu such a big gift, I really don't know how to repay it, or don't chop off the claws?

In the distance, the mountains were burning and wailing, and the sound passed through the dense forest, and many animals poked their heads out uneasily, some of them not understanding what was happening.

There was also a bit of murderous intent in the wail, the mountain was the overlord of the outer part of the dense forest, how could there have been such insults?

A pair of cold pupils stared at the fifth morning stream, eager to cut him with a thousand knives!

The fifth morning stream did not pay any attention to the murderous killing, he looked up at the fallen mountain that came by, and his robe flew through the air, like a gale swept the clouds and floated, or the electric light flickered in the clouds and mist, and rose and stopped again and again in the dark sky.

Gangfeng is like an invisible knife, the knife slashes at the black body, and he sees the rumbling sound of the sleeves rolling and sweeping, and every shot must have bone spurs broken, he pierces between the knife light and the night, his body is as fast as lightning and as light as a feather, and every time he flashes through the slightest gap when there is no room for fire, he obviously responds to the most frantic and irregular attacks, but the movements are precise and delicate as if he had calculated countless times in advance.

Like an immortal with great magical powers, with rivers as lines and electricity as needles, a mysterious map is densely embroidered on the brocade of the eight desolations of the sea with a complex layout.

The roar of the mountain became more and more terrifying, and he paused in the falling bone spurs.

There was a little more fear in their eyes, and there was more pain in the fear, because of these unbearable and uncontrollable emotions, they paused.

Don't dare to take a step forward again.

"Roar!" The mountain burned and let out a long roar, as if to call some code, and as soon as the voice fell, he took up his little short legs and left in embarrassment.

The previous killing intent was all gone at this moment.

The corners of the fifth morning stream pursed slightly, holding back the sweetness in his throat, and quietly watching them leave.

……

……

Morning light shines above the sky.

The light passed through the dense layers of tree leaves and imprinted on the ground, and the aperture flickered and flickered.

Zhao District's whole body was comfortable, immersed in that huge enjoyment, and she didn't want to wake up, until the morning light shone on her body, like a sword piercing a balloon, the silkworm cocoon was easily shattered, and the petals were piled on the ground, and the inside was jade white, and it was beautiful.

"You're awake." A voice rang in my ears. Low and pleasant.

Zhao blinked and looked up.

The condescending dark pupils of the fifth morning stream looked at him quietly, the morning light was behind him, and his handsome face was like a drop fairy, which was intoxicating.

A faint and strange aroma diffused.

They looked at each other and didn't say anything for a moment.

At this moment, when the crisis was solved, she forgot her words and did not know how to speak.

When he woke up, he was the first to see him, and Zhao was a little puzzled.

Gradually, she sensed that something was wrong with the Fifth Morning Stream's gaze.

Like... What to admire.

There is a thin silk string in the bottom of the heart, and suddenly at the time of the meeting of eyes, in the hustle and bustle of the wind and rain and the silence of embracing each other, it is gently plucked and slightly continued, making a subtle but thrilling trill.

"What are you looking at?" She was born and asked, her eyes shining.

"You should look at yourself now." (To be continued......)