It's late to sing today, so the update is a little late, sorry.

In addition, I repeat, although the summer writing is not very good, please don't spray brainlessly, such as plagiarizing the original book and the like.

First of all, the same humanities,What is the same humanities is to change or make up the plot on the basis of the original work.,I asked myself, modified.、It's also made up.,So on the same plot, do I have to use my own words to state the side?

Isn't that a bad thing to say is to take off your pants and fart?

Some of the plots of the original book can't be changed at all, so why should I change them?

In the end, it's okay to comment on the narrative objectively, even if those who say that I plagiarized the original work, I treat them politely, but those who are brainless and personally attacked, I see them one by one.

Well.

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"Kill it."

Seeing that the Wild Dog Daoist looked like he was waiting for death with his eyes closed, Baguio waved his hand casually and motioned for the others to take off the head of the Wild Dog Daoist.

"Poof".

As soon as Baguio's voice fell, the old man of the original Blood Refining Hall suddenly made a move, and his magic weapon turned slightly around the neck of the wild dog Taoist without warning, and then a huge and ugly head immediately fell to the ground.

Blood gushed all over the ground, but no one throbbed or made a sound, because they all knew that Baguio, who was the leader, had no qualifications to speak at all before he spoke.

"Took over the Blood Refining Hall."

With a casual command, Baguio didn't care how the others reacted, she walked directly and slowly in the direction of the Necromantic Abyss, which seemed to be the beginning of a qiē, but it seemed to be the end of a qiē.

Everyone looked at the turquoise lonely back, and everyone looked at each other, even Xu Zhixie, who had been cultivated by Baguio in recent years, was full of worry at the moment.

As a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, from the moment he was picked up by the Ghost King Sect ten years ago and was vigorously cultivated by Baguio, he had already made up his mind that Baguio would take the lead and those who dared to stand in front of Baguio would all die.

Can......

In the past ten years, he has changed from an unknown little disciple of the Ghost King Sect to a powerful general today, although he is much inferior to Youji and Qinglong beside Baguio, but he is also brave and fast.

"Why?" Xu Zhixie's hands couldn't help clenching, and his heart was also all kinds of helplessness and sadness.

"Sometimes kindness doesn't mean affection."

Just when Xu Zhixie was entangled, Qinglong's figure didn't know when it had appeared beside him, Qinglong looked at the young man in front of him who had made great progress in just ten years, to be honest, he still admired the other party, and if Baguio was interested, this kid would be a talent as long as he grew up.

But......

King Xiang has no intention of being a goddess, no matter how much this guy pursues and how he expresses himself, he still can't compare to Jiang Yuye.

"Hmm." Xu Zhixie nodded, but he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.

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Throwing off the large army of the Ghost King Sect, Baguio rarely had such a quiet time, she looked at the Necromantic Abyss opposite, and then looked at the surrounding scene, and the original calm mood was also flooded with ripples.

"It's been ten years."

"In the past ten years, I have completely cultivated all the first, second, and fifth volumes of the Book of Heaven, and I have also surrendered Hehuan Ling and Fulongding, but ......"

"Dad, he still won't come back after all."

"Daoxuan, Ten Thousand Swords and One ......"

These two names were unconsciously muttered out of his mouth, and Baguio's weak body also trembled slightly, and at the same time, endless hatred erupted in his eyes: "Blood debt and blood repayment, I must let you die without a place to be buried!" ”

After speaking, she took a deep breath of fresh air, and after forcibly calming down her mood, she stood with her hands in her hands and whispered to the air beside her.

"Yu Ji, has the whereabouts of the Black Water Snake been investigated?"

After about a few breaths, a voice slowly came out in the darkness beside Baguio: "It has been investigated, and it seems that the Black Water Snake is also going for the treasures in the Emperor's Treasury that day." ”

"Really?" Baguio muttered softly, and then said, "In that case, let's straighten things out today, and after a while, we will also go to the Heavenly Emperor's Treasure House." ”

"I believe that where we will also meet Qingyun's disciples, at that time, I will definitely make them pay some interest first."

"Even if it's ......"

Speaking of this, Baguio paused, and said categorically: "I am not afraid of where Jiang Yuye will go at that time. ”

"Yao'er ......"

"Aunt You, don't say anything, I just want to be alone now."

"Hey." Yuhime, who was hiding in the darkness, sighed softly, and then calm returned.

The countless ghosts in the Necronomicon were turbulent, but the emerald green emaciated shadow seemed to carry endless pressure.