The stone door opened, and a faint smell of fragrance came to his face, Xiao asked and stepped into this underground palace, making it difficult for people to take another step.

I saw that in the stone palace, there were red curtains, just like a private palace in the underground palace, which was the night of candles in the cave room tonight.

The red candle is wonderful, and I only hear someone singing a song of the spirit.

Slaughter and slaughter, east expedition to Chu Yue.

Woohoohoo, pink skeletons.

How many iron-clad corpses and bones, the loess of other places has become their homeland.

Who knocks on the dragon and frightens the rain, and millions of iron halberds hide in the sand.

The general has white hair, and the old man is lonely.

Defeat and infamy, victory and profit.

How many palace people are looking at the city, and the three-foot white blade kills the palace women.

Ten thousand souls howl and ghosts and wolves cry, and who is the master of the country.

The crow whimpered and wailed, leaving home and losing his son's nameless bones.

The emperor will give a few cups of soil, and all the souls will scold the immortals.

The wind and rain are not boating, and the rivers and lakes are old.

The white clouds are long, and the dragons and tigers are painted.

Go and go, but a glass of turbid wine is sent to the journey, and the general is not bitter.

Come and come, turn over the grasshopper and don't regret the tree, and cool the emperor's lonely grave.

A song of the soul of the town, the funeral of millions of bones.

Don't enter, don't enter.

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This song made Xiao Wendao also moved, and he could only take a deep breath to calm his mind.

"Xiao is only here to save people, and he doesn't want to kill more. Xiao asked, knowing that he was also affected by this requiem.

Two snow cranes fell from the dome and hovered above Xiao Wendao's head, but there was no hint of attack.

"Childe, drink this glass of wine first. "A woman dressed in a pothos shirt stepped on a lotus.

The woman put a pot of wine in front of Xiao Wendao, Xiao Wendao reached out and grabbed it, but was caught, but the woman was an illusion.

But the wine in front of me is strong, not like water wine under illusion.

"Childe, it's hurting the slave family. The woman snorted coquettishly, and looked back with a shallow smile.

"Bering Fox... Xiao is only willing to fight. Xiao asked, looking at the empty seat not far away.

"Childe, don't be impatient, let's drink this glass of wine. Otherwise, it's not a bad time... And this beauty. A voice crossed, and I saw several figures appear in the pink smoke.

Pink and red makeup, fair lady.

"Lu Mo'er... Xiao asked, looking at the person who danced, it was Lu Mo'er who was taken captive.

I saw that Lu Mo'er added half a glass of sake to his red sleeves, looked at Xiao with watery eyebrows and asked, and the pulse of emotion made Xiao ask and his little finger moved.

Although he knew that it was an illusion, Xiao Daodao's heart was also throbbing, and he smashed the pot of wine to the ground.

The aroma of wine overflowed, and a figure appeared under his feet, and Yan Wu was around him.

"Childe, let's take a look at the first product of this flower. The voice shouted again in the dome.

Xiao Wendao raised his Dao sword in the air, his eyes were glowing with purple, and a thunderous movement resounded throughout the underground palace.

"Don't hurry, don't hurry... Men, they are all monkey anxious temperaments. The voice spoke, and scattered flowers fell on the dome.

Pink flowers are like winter snow, floating on the top of Xiao Wenwen's head, and when he sniffs the tip of his nose, he knows that it is the fragrance of peach blossoms.

As soon as I thought about it, I got away from the fire.

Xiao Wendao's fingertips gathered a burst of fire, and the peach blossoms turned into smoke and dust, scattered at Xiao Wendao's feet.

"Childe, Childe... A few more coquettish snorts.

Xiao Wendao stood in the center of the underground palace, the warblers sang and danced, and several women with good postures looked at each other and smiled.

"Do you have to make me want to kill? Xiao asked, tearing off a strip of cloth and blindfolding.

As soon as I thought of it, I got out of the fire.

One sword and one sword, the sword is like a madman.

One fire and one fire, the fire is like a fire.

Half an hour later, Xiao asked, tearing the strip of cloth open, and there was still half a figure around him.

The smoke around him dissipated seven points, and I saw a person sitting on the golden throne in the center, a woman who charmed everyone.

Xiao asked, just as the sword was raised, the woman threw an embroidery needle towards the dome and stabbed it on the stone wall.

A cage made of black stone hung above the dome, and it was Lu Mo'er who was locked inside.

"I have a beautiful heart, and I know that there is no man in the world who is not beautiful. She is the seventy-seventh beauty I caught, but unfortunately the first seventy-six beauties were not rescued... Or they who saved them fell down under my pomegranate skirt. Bai Linghu said, looking at Xiao Dao and his eyes were shining.

"Do you think I'm one of the seventy-six? Xiao asked softly.

The white linghu looked at Xiao and asked, standing up, her eyes were full of softness, and she stretched out her plain hand to untie the clothes on her body.

A delicate body, a peach blossom face.

She turned the charming faces of all beings upside down, and walked towards Xiao Wen with small steps, her eyes full of *fire.

"Seriously, aren't you impressed? Bai Linghu looked at Xiao and asked, spitting out Youlan.

"It seems that you are still attracted to her, right. Bai Linghu looked at Lu Mo'er in the cage and said.

A smart sword aura turned the clothes on Lu Mo'er's body into nothingness, and that graceful figure hung above Xiao Wendao's head.

"I only wish you could stay, she and I are all yours. Bering Fox said, his eyes glowing with peach-colored ripples.

Just when Bai Linghu stared at Xiao Wendao's eyes, he saw the corners of Xiao Wendao's mouth raised, which made Bai Linghu tremble.

"Childe, scare me again. The Bering Fox let out a soft cry and stretched out his right hand like a shallot to enchant Xiao Wendao's chest.

"My heart is cold, can you feel it? Xiao asked, stretched out his hand and grabbed it, pinching the wrist of the Bering Fox.

"Childe, you... Bering's fox eyes glowed with pity.

As soon as I thought of it, the wind thundered.

The sword qi mixed with wind and thunder hung within half a zhang of Xiao Wendao and Bai Linghu's body, and Bai Linghu looked at Xiao Wendao's eyes with murderous aura.

Bang.

A puff of smoke emitted from the soles of the two of them, and the white fox stood indifferently in front of Xiao Wendao, and the graceful figure of the country and the city was in front of him.

"It seems that your heart is really cold... It's still cool. Bering Fox exclaimed.

"How can I let her go. Xiao asked, knowing that in this underground palace, it would not be easy to kill her.

"Who is she, do you think of your teacher's affection, or do you think of pity. Bering Fox asked.

Xiao asked, glancing at the Bering Fox, the corners of his mouth lifted and said, "Because, my people are in her hands." ”

"Oh. Bai Linghu smiled lightly and continued to ask: "Then you can tell me, she is comparable to me, who is better." ”

"Evenly divided. Xiao asked lightly.

"It seems that you still look at me, not cold... It's that there is someone in your heart who doesn't make your heart move. Bai Linghu said, tilted his head, and said, "You're awake... Are you still sober? ”

I saw that Lu Mo'er woke up and looked at Xiao Wendao's expression, which was quite mixed.

When I looked down, I was defenseless.

"You... Color channel. Lu Mo'er's face was crimson, and her whole body was flushed.

"I'm... The color of fresh clothes, the color of a cold general, and the color of good luck and wisdom. But... The only thing that is not good is the color of the fairy. Bai Linghu said, heroic.

She is like a female general standing on the top of the mountain, not letting the wind of a general with eyebrows.