Murong Kunpeng was completely immersed in the pleasure of cultivation, and he found that cultivation was really addictive.

It may not be understood by those who don't enter the door, but in fact, no matter what you do, as long as you put in it, you will be addicted.

It's like playing online games, which is supposed to go to bed before 12 o'clock, and often it's dawn when the phone is turned off.

Jiao Jingjing woke up and turned around, she looked around blankly, and when she saw "Jiang Hanxue", she suddenly had red eyes as if she saw an enemy, and suddenly got up and pounced to scratch "Jiang Hanxue".

For women, the most precious thing is a face, so the regular action of a woman when she fights is to scratch her face, Jiao Jingjing's claws went directly to Murong Kunpeng's face, and then she was tragic.

"Titicaca......"

When her fingernails scratched Murong Kunpeng's face fiercely, Murong Kunpeng's delicate pink skin turned golden in an instant, and suddenly Jiao Jingjing's ten nails broke at the same time!

And that's nothing, even her ten fingers were violently broken in a series of crisp sounds!

Her attack was over, and the golden color disappeared at the same time, and Murong Kunpeng's face was still delicate and pink, as if it was all an illusion before.

Jiao Jingjing, who was stimulated by hatred and lost her mind, didn't seem to feel pain, and completely ignored her broken hands, and opened her bloody mouth to bite Murong Kunpeng's neck without even thinking about it!

"Titicaca......"

When her teeth bit into Murong Kunpeng's neck, the part where Murong Kunpeng was bitten turned golden again!

In a series of crisp sounds, Jiao Jingjing turned into an old lady with a deflated mouth, and was shocked out by the powerful anti-shock force of the golden body.

"Poof—"

Jiao Jingjing fell to the ground after eating, her hands and mouth were dripping with blood, and she fell into a coma again.

What seems to have just happened? Murong Kunpeng opened his eyes to see the situation after running for a week, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with looking around, and then looked at Jiao Jingjing or fainted to the ground, was it just an illusion?

Shrugging his shoulders inexplicably, Murong Kunpeng closed his eyes and returned to the immortal desire to die in cultivation.

……

The fog that shrouded the queen's village had quietly dispersed at some point.

Under the stone statue of the queen in the center of the stockade, the dragon and phoenix Jiao stood in the wind, her eyes were cold, the red robe was as red as blood, and the ankle-length snow-white hair did not dance lightly.

She didn't say anything or do anything, and she was even expressionless, but she was domineering!

The red-crowned crane, which usually dances beside her, has also become a little Lori, and the golden rooster stands alone and doesn't even dare to come out.

Long Fengjiao looked coldly at the corpse of a man at the foot of the queen's stone statue.

I couldn't tell what the man looked like, and all the exposed skin and flesh on his face and body were gnawed naked.

Although the robe was as thin as a cicada's wings, it was well preserved, and the torso parts covered by the robe were also kept intact.

It doesn't matter what a man looks like, Long Fengjiao just needs to know that he is from an evil way of asking for love.

Obviously, this evil way who was born to ask for love was cut off by someone, and his body was touched.

But Long Fengjiao didn't know which of her disciples had practiced the big blade, and she also had a bad habit of touching corpses.

She raised her big sleeves, and a gust of wind gently stirred the unkempt long hair of the evil Dao Yanxiu at 360 degrees.

didn't see the red hair, Long Fengjiao frowned slightly, others didn't know what that red hair was, she naturally knew.

Who is the murderer?

Who is the corpse toucher?

Killing people is nothing, everyone should be killed in the evil way!

It's nothing to practice big blades, who doesn't have a hobby?

But touching the corpse is a challenge to her moral bottom line!

Long Fengjiao's heart was a little chaotic, even if she was alone and fought a few evil old monsters, she was really a little chaotic at this time.

The killer touching the corpse may be the same person, and that person may be a disciple she has carefully cultivated.

The disciples of Danzong are busy looking for the living and the dead in the queen's village, the living need to be treated, and the dead need to go home.

There was a trace of worry hidden in the beautiful eyes of the dragon and phoenix, and she suddenly moved away from the lotus step and walked forward along the street.

Little Lori Crane Meimei was stunned for a moment before she reacted, and hurriedly took two steps to keep up closely, following in unison.

Long Fengjiao walked slowly as if she was strolling in a leisurely garden, but in fact, her divine sense had spread overwhelmingly.

Not even an ant, a mosquito, or a mole cricket within a radius of a hundred miles could hide her perception.

Suddenly, a strange light flashed in her beautiful eyes, but she still walked unhurriedly, and did not stop until the door of a teahouse.

He Meimei cautiously followed Long Fengjiao's gaze, and among the corpses all over the ground, there was another evil corpse with a different head.

The face of this corpse was also impossible to distinguish, but the black cloak of the Nine Shadows Palace was intact except for a large piece of the hem that had been torn off.

Obviously, this is also an evil way, and it is also a knife to be beheaded, and it is also a shameless corpse......

He Meimei obviously felt that the air was heavy, and the invisible pressure pressed her bones all over her body.

Long Fengjiao flicked her sleeves and walked in expressionlessly, and He Meimei could only obediently stay as a goalkeeper.

Walking through the teahouse and directly to the backyard, Long Fengjiao appeared silently beside Murong Kunpeng.

She looked at "Jiang Hanxue" with some doubts, and then at Jiao Jingjing, both of them had strange postures.

Jiao Jingjing, who was in the third place on the Hidden Dragon List, lay motionless on the ground, twisting the ten fingers of her hands, breaking her nails, and dripping with blood.

"Jiang Hanxue" is protecting her navel with her left hand downward, and her right hand is standing in front of her to block her cherry lips, as if she is a little shorter than usual, under the neon dress...... Probably in a half-squat? What is this new pose?

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the blood-stained black knife, Long Fengjiao's eyebrows frowned slightly, and his heart was depressed.

Suddenly feeling something, Murong Kunpeng opened his eyes suddenly, and when he saw that it was Long Fengjiao, Brother Bird was so excited that his eyes were moist:

Your old man is finally here, and if you don't come again, I'm going to doubt my life! Lao Tzu himself has lived for eighteen years and hasn't even practiced a fart, and it's almost the second type of "illusory" to change his body for a while!

"Master!" Murong Kunpeng rushed forward with his true feelings, and opened a pair of lotus arms to hug Long Fengjiao tightly.

Hey, mom, I can't breathe! Murong Kunpeng hugged him tighter instead: But I like it!

Long Fengjiao's beautiful eyes widened in astonishment, but then her beautiful little face, which was tense and tight, gradually eased up.