"It seems that the credit of Wucai is not small, you have changed too much." King Bian Cheng spoke lightly and did not answer the question directly.

"Haha......" Jun Mo was the size of the sky, curled up on one leg, one hand on his knee, a black robe was scattered wantonly on the ground, and the two of them leaned on the same tree trunk:"

"Good and evil coexist, sometimes people lose their good side, I'm afraid they will never be able to find it again, Wucai, I found the other half of Junmo for me." Jun Molang smiled, as if he had never walked out of the cave for half his life, and when he came out, he felt comfortable.

King Bian Cheng smiled lightly: "I feel like you've changed last time." "

"Haha......" Jun Mo smiled and took a sip of wine: "Ben Jun can feel that the woman is very important to the old ghost, but she has made a lot of money, but the woman is indeed a little strange, as soon as she heard your voice, she actually covered her original moon-like appearance and pasted such an ugly face, haha...... This woman in the world cares most about her appearance, but she is a little interesting, but do you know what the girl said at the time? "

King Bian Cheng stared at Jun Mo.

"She said, you won't give up your principles because of her, you will continue to imprison Benjun at any cost, her eyes that are not afraid of death are really surprising."

King Bian Cheng raised her eyes, how could she be so sure? He was very worried at the time, he clearly remembered the way she fell to the ground, and all the past flashes in his mind for a while, wrapping that night, including the promise of the mortal boy to spend his life, and the smile that can be compassionate for anyone except himself, with an unrestrained smile, King Bian Cheng's face changed instantly, and all of this was except for him.

"Go back......" Bian Cheng Wang Li drank.

"Old ghost, if your gloomy and uncertain nature is not ...... Oops...... Wait, there's still a sip that hasn't been drunk......" Jun Mo saw that Bian Chengwang's voice had just fallen, and with a wave of his hand, his body was like being pulled and pushed, and he involuntarily stepped back until he retreated into the cave, a touch of prohibition kept rotating, exuding a colorful light.

Jun Mo retreated into the cave, clenched his fists, his eyes revealing a sharp and dangerous aura, and the empty wine jug in his hand instantly exploded.

Retreating, King Bian Cheng muttered, the corners of his mouth pulled up a sneer, with one hand behind his back, holding a wine jug into the deep forest, the night wind blew his black shirt, lifted the fallen leaves all over the ground and rose into the air, silently falling on his long flying hair, and inadvertently falling.

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Xiaoyu left Luo Qingfu and went straight to the Wolf Demon Cave, she put away her mood and thought calmly, hoping that Tianbao would not suddenly go crazy and hurt Yi Ling.

Xiaoyu rushed to the Wolf Demon Cave, the Hundred Ghost Forest, the Styx River, and the Miasma Forest, and walked through the Miasma Forest arranged by himself, and came to the Wolf Demon Cave, and there was no one in the Wolf Demon Cave.

Xiao Yu panicked, searched the wolf demon cave several times, there was no trace, Xiao Yu ran out of the wolf demon cave, looked at the miasma forest like a barrier in front of him, and the sky above his head, turned around to check, there was no trace, haven't they been here?

Xiao Yu really couldn't think of where Tianbao would take Yi Ling, it was definitely impossible to go back to Ouyang's mansion, Xiao Yu paced back and forth in the twilight, even if Tianbao didn't go crazy and hurt Yi Ling, if he met King Bian Cheng, I am afraid that the lives of these two people would be in danger.

"It's unfounded...... People are worried about ......," Xiaoyu said to herself.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he saw that there was something on the ground, half of which was covered by the dead leaves in the treetops, looming, but he saw that the hardware tassels were exposed on the dead leaves, Xiao Yu looked at it, and an ominous premonition hit his head, and suddenly opened the dead leaves, and it was really blood jade.

She vaguely remembered how much Yi Ling liked this fast-blood jade, Xiao Yu held it in the palm of her hand, and the texture of the tentacles warmed up made her suddenly think of someone's body temperature.

Yi Ling...... Tianbao ......" Xiao Yu called, and the voice swirled back and forth in the Netherworld Mountain, echoing continuously, but not a trace of movement could be heard.

Xiao Yu jumped up, the top of the Netherworld Mountain was not grassy, jet black wrapped with white stones, squeezed together, looking at the entire undulating Netherworld Mountain in the distance, a few wisps of fog swirled around the nest of the mountain, so that people could not see the scene at the bottom of the mountain, only the mountain with the fog exposed, undulating, like a rootless pen holder, floating on the surface of hell.

Xiao Yu was a little depressed, looked down at the blood jade pinched in the palm of his hand, the black gold spikes swayed in the wind, Xiao Yu pouted and smiled, the smile made people's hearts drain.

She sorted out her thoughts, coming down from the Netherworld Mountain, Tianbao's life experience has always been a mystery, but it doesn't matter, when he first called his mother, although he didn't have the experience and mood to be a mother, that trust and dependence, just like thinking of his mother who he had never met, Tianbao had never asked about his past?

Xiaoyu looked up at the sky, her eyes were a little moist, and the feeling of loneliness was like a spring, but she was used to it, and rubbed her eyes, the most terrible thing about this feeling was that it was different to be locked in a cage for three hundred years.

Xiao Yu looked down at the blood jade in her hand again, and without saying a word, she was going to send this blood jade away, at least she still estimated that it wouldn't be followed, right?

She took the blood jade into her arms, she had already considered the best receiver, and there was no need to meet the person, Xiaoyu returned all the way back to Qingshui Town, and when she had not yet arrived in Qingshui Town, she rushed all the way to the east, until midnight had passed, and then came to the East China Sea, Xiaoyu gritted her teeth, stepped on the waves and walked into the sea, until the sea water was over her knees, not above her neck, and plunged into it, thinking about swimming to Chilian Island.

When she arrived on the island, it was the third time that Xiaoyu was exhausted, and every time she felt like she was going to sink into the sea, she only had to think of what King Bian Cheng said, this blood jade didn't need to concentrate when she was in danger, and she could feel that Xiaoyu didn't want to see him, she couldn't control the pain of her heart, and she couldn't bear the despair that was more heart-wrenching than internal injuries.

Xiaoyu dragged her wet white shirt, climbed up Chilian Island, glanced at the sweet alcohol piled up under the rock wall, did not step up, and walked all the way to the snake demon cave in the back mountain, she was not sure if the snake demon would eat her.

The roses at the entrance of the cave seemed to be reopened, still so snow-white, even on this moonless night, you can still clearly see the graceful feeling of the flowers hanging from the top of the mountain to the ground, just like the heavenly fairy sprinkled on the mortal world.

"Old ghost?" There was a hint of doubt in the cave.

"I'm not ......" Xiao Yu stood at the entrance of the cave, looking at the sparkling enchantment formation, the person seemed to know who it was, standing in the forbidden area of the cave and looking at Xiao Yu.

"There's something to be handed over to King Bian Cheng." Xiao Yu took out the blood jade from her arms.

At this moment, there is not a single star in the sky, and the whole forest can't see the five fingers, but the shadow that is not in the depths of the darkness looks at Xiaoyu's back motionlessly, nine feet tall, with one hand behind his back, and the other hand is gently pressed on the trunk of the tree beside him, his face is expressionless.