Bai Qing's cold and arrogant eyes seemed to have no focus, and his dark eyes were full of anger and injustice towards the world and the heavens, and his beautiful and enchanting face did not have the spoiling of the eighth sister in the past, only the murderous aura on his face.

The eighth sister was tightly choked by her throat by the hands that she once felt extremely warm, she couldn't breathe the air fast, she felt that the sky was dark, her heart was empty, but she was uncomfortable with the gamble. There is a feeling of being abandoned by the world again. Sadness, loneliness, and loss overwhelmed her.

His face was flushed with suffocation.

"King Bai, please don't hurt her in the love of the old eight sisters." Jun Qisang looked at the eighth sister's flushed face, and felt a pain in her heart.

"Hahaha! Love, it's really the funniest sentence this king has ever heard, this ugly girl doesn't know how thick the sky is, how can I have a relationship with such a mortal man, haha......ha

Her seventh brother, where was her beautiful brother in the past, who was jealous, but spoiled her and tolerated him.

"Eighth sister!" Feng Ruohan looked at the uncomfortable appearance of the eighth sister, and his heart was full of anger, and he turned his head to Jun Qisang and said, "You don't need to intercede with such a person, let's go down to the eighth sister first." As he spoke, he shook the nine-foot whip in his hand, and the whip roared and writhed like a wrath and a whirlwind like a whirlwind.

It seems to be like a natural king, standing proudly above everyone. The thin lips hooked slightly, revealing a disdainful smile. A pair of peach-colored cold eyes revealed a dangerous murderous aura, and she flew away, and with a wave of the whip, her long flowing hair drew a perfect arc in the air, and then threw it fiercely towards Bai Qingcang, each whip fell on the precise position, and landed gracefully and perfectly.

Bai Qingcang grabbed the throat of the eighth sister with one hand, dodging back and forth.

Seeing the situation, Jun Qisang summoned the Qingyun Sword, and with one move of the sword, it also came in all directions, and thousands of Qingyun Swords were conjured, coming from all directions, rushing towards Bai Qingcang in unison.

The combination of the two made Bai Qingcang, who was dragging the eighth sister, a little difficult to dodge, and the corner of his mouth suddenly showed an evil smile, pulling the eighth sister and not dodging.

"Not good!" Jun Qisang let out a loud shout and hurriedly withdrew the Qingyun Sword that had used the sword in all directions.

"Ahh Eighth sister ......" Feng Ruohan's nine-foot whip didn't have time to take it back, and the eighth sister, who was pulled as a shield, took the whip stiffly.

The throat was tightly choked, unable to move, and took Feng Ruohan's whip hard, although he was also trying his best to retract his strength, he still hit the eighth sister's skin and flesh, and the pink dress was thrown out of a hole, revealing a deep blood mark, the blood quickly stained the eighth sister's skirt, the red is bewitching, the red is dazzling, the pain of the skin and flesh is not as good as the psychological pain, the seventh brother's desperate pain The eighth sister can't breathe, and her eyes are full of tears, but she just smiles leisurely, wanting to swallow the tears back into her eyes. Tough and stubborn.

Feng Ruohan hurriedly withdrew the whip, not knowing whether he was guilty or distressed, watching the eighth sister's tenacious and stubborn tears rolling in his eyes, he felt guilty and sad to death. hated why he didn't take back the whip earlier, why he didn't see through Bai Qingcang's purpose earlier like Jun Qisang. The guilt made his hand holding the leather whip tremble a little, his head was a little dizzy from the blood-colored wound of the eighth sister, and his body was a little unstable on his feet, and he almost fell to the cloud. Hurriedly stabilized the body with a fixation technique.

"Haha This is your death hole. Bai Qingcang looked at the tearful eyes of the eighth sister, one on the other side was angry, the other was trembling with a whip, and the two who almost stood unsteadily and fell off the clouds.

The eighth sister bit her lip tightly, biting out the dots of blood, the tears that she held back in her eyes slipped silently, and the hot teardrops slid down her face and dripped down her mouth, and the blood on her lips was mixed together and dripped together.

The hot blood was filled with tears, and the golden sunlight shone on the golden gossip lock, inlaid with beautiful golden light for the dripping teardrops, and a little white fox tried his best to jump up, cross the clouds, and catch the blood-red teardrops inlaid with golden light.

The golden golden gossip held high by the eighth sister was locked at the moment when the white fox caught the teardrops, emitting a thousand rays of light, combined with the sacred melody, all the hearts of those who saw and listened were relaxed, and the clouds on the horizon were full of golden brilliance.

The little white fox was rolling in the air, making circles, and a red, familiar figure caught the eyes of the eighth sister.

The elegant figure seems to be the first time, in the heavenly palace to see the same from the sky from the sky, the lotus step moves lightly, the waist swings, fluttering, the fiery red light yarn swaying with the wind, as if in line with the dream-like rhythm, between the gestures of the amorous style, charming, the soul of the hopeful.

This is Brother Seven! It is the charm that the seventh brother should have, this is her charming seventh brother, the seventh brother with a dreamy rhythm.

The corners of the eighth sister's red mouth hung a trace of curvature, she was pinched by the neck and couldn't move, couldn't make a sound, and looked at the fiery figure with silent eyes, which was the familiar feeling that had not been seen for a long time.

"Bai Qingyu! Let go of the eighth sister. There are not too many words, a few simple words to explain the doubts in the hearts of passers-by. The beautiful eyes stared straight at the red palms of the eighth sister who pinched him, restrained his coquettishness, and replaced it with a cold aura, so that people could feel his murderous aura three feet away.

"Hahaha! Bai Qingcang didn't expect that you didn't have a soul yet, your life was really big, and you could recover your true body. The eighth sister could feel it, and the hand that grabbed her throat tightened, a little surprised, and a little scared.

"Humph! There's so much more you didn't expect! Do you think that if you look like me, you can fool the four elders and sit on the throne of the Qingqiu Fox Clan? Bai Qingcang's beautiful pupils were full of murderous aura, and he summoned the Cloud Breaking Fan to spin on his palm.

"So what, didn't these old guys also fail to find my flaws, and didn't know that you, the real king, were lost, hahaha!" The terrible laughter, and his distorted face, have not been as bewitching as Seventh Brother for a long time, and his bewitching face is exposed, so it is not scary.

"I have to decide on this dragon soul crystal, as for this Qingqiu, you will return it! Get the Dragon Soul Crystal, the entire Three Realms and Six Realms are under my control, I don't care about your little Qingqiu, hahaha! Bai Qingyu completely fell into a state of madness.

"Bai Qingyu, I read that for the sake of a mother's compatriots, I let you go several times, how can you be so ignorant, you let go of the eighth sister quickly." Bai Qingcang looked at this twin brother with a hint of desperation, fought with him for the throne, framed him several times, and almost made him lose his soul, he can forgive him, as long as he changes his past, he can let him live, but he hurt the eighth sister, which is unbearable!

"Hehehe! Let her go, no! She's my talisman. After speaking, the other hand pinched the eighth sister's red little face, and a few white finger prints were printed on the red cheeks of the eighth sister.

"Bai, Qing, Yu, you are really looking for death."

Every word reveals the strength of all the strength, and the tolerance in my heart reaches the limit.

As soon as he shook the cloud fan, the sky and the earth cracked, and the white clouds that rolled layer by layer were fanned out of huge waves, and they attacked one after another.

Bai Qingcang mastered the strength well, and didn't dare to be too careless, afraid that he would block the eighth sister in front like just now, and the eighth sister's blood-stained red dress also made him very distressed, and he couldn't hurt her.

With three points of strength, it fanned out the ethereal, layered white clouds, covering the sky and the sun.

Jun Qisang swapped out the Qingyun Sword, Feng Ruohan threw off the nine-foot whip, this time he didn't dare to throw out the whip rashly, for fear of hurting the eighth sister, he only danced out the long whip in all directions, blocking Bai Qingyu's retreat.

One Bai Qingcang is enough for him to be injured and retreat for five years to recuperate, and he has to deal with and absorb the aura of living beings every full moon night, and now with the addition of Jun Qisang and Feng Ruohan, there are also the kings of the three realms and six realms below, if they are really caught, it will be worse than the soul scattered.

Bai Qingyu rotated one hundred and eighty degrees, did not fight back, but lifted the eighth sister with one hand, and made a violent throwing action, which was about to be thrown out, and with his mana, it must have cost the eighth sister's life, and the three people who attacked him quickly withdrew their magic weapons.

"Haha Take your time! We will not be accompanied. At the moment when the three of them were distracted, they found a gap, pinched a decision, and twisted the eighth sister and disappeared into the sky.

Everyone found that they had been deceived by Bai Qingyu's false move, and when they looked closely, there was still the figure of Bai Qingyu's eighth sister, only the boundless layers of clouds that were swept by the broken cloud fan, and even the sunlight was covered in the thick clouds.

"Bai Qingyu! Hmph......" reacted, Feng Ruo was in a hurry and whipped two lashes at the clouds.

There was a hint of anger on Jun Qisang's face that had not changed for thousands of years: Bai Qingyu, anyone who dares to hurt him will definitely want you to return it a thousand times.

Bai Qingcang floated to the two of them, hugged his fists and said: "I'm sorry, I hurt the eighth sister, no matter what the price is, I will definitely protect the eighth sister, don't be anxious, I know where he will go." ”

Jun Qisang and Feng Ruohan glanced at each other and nodded silently.

Bai Qingyu took the eighth sister through the thick clouds, crossed the swamp with green bubbles, and went directly to the golden scales and golden armor, like a statue about to take off, in front of the flying dragon, regardless of the eighth sister's bleeding wound, the hand holding the throat suddenly let go, let go of the eighth sister, and his eyes motioned for her to open the stone door of a thousand catties.

The eighth sister breathed in the air, and the violent cough did not immediately step forward to open the stone door, "cough cough cough ......."

Bai Qingyu stepped forward and pushed the eighth sister violently, and the eighth sister, who was coughing violently, was suddenly pushed and hit the stone door, and her eyes were full of stars, I don't know if the road was pinched for too long just now, or the relationship between her head being mounted on the stone door, she was dizzy and shook twice.

"I'll cut off one of your hands before you open it." Bai Qingyu threatened without pity.

The eighth sister was silent, rubbed her forehead, raised the golden gossip lock in her hand, and put it in the groove on the stone door.

The "boom" stone door slowly opened, and the eighth sister in front of her was stunned.