"Hengyu." Si Ming walked out from under the cherry blossom tree not far away.

The petals on the shoulders of the scattered girl's clothes make the girl look like a fairy with a hundred flowers, blending into this sea of pink flowers, bathing in flowers, and being the head of flowers.

Hengyu turned her head. "Si Ming, you're here." It turned out that the strange feeling just now was that Si Ming was coming.

Hengyu trotted over, the petals on her shoulders falling with her steps, and she stepped on the petals.

Some days I didn't see it, some days I didn't see it, and the girl's spells were a little more sophisticated.

"This time I came to accompany the Kunlun disciples to Penglai to participate in the conference." Si Ming picked up the petals of Hengyu's black green silk, the petals were soft, the same as the green silk of the girl's strolling flowers, under the groping of his fingertips, Si Ming felt a little strange in his heart.

Heng Yu had been practicing in Kunlun for a few days, and had learned a lot about the affairs of the Heavenly God and the Earthly Mansion, and at this time, he had already understood the identity of the Night God.

Heng Yu hurriedly saluted Si Ming. "See the Night God-kun." Then he looked at Si Ming with a smile, thinking that he was a Divine Monarch, and he had seen a big scene, and it was not important for her to salute as a small disciple of Baiquan Palace.

Originally, she didn't want to salute, because Heng Yu felt that friends should exchange courtesies.

Si Ming was stunned, he hadn't come to see her for too long, was he so angry? Or did she have some other "friend"?

Si Ming put his hand on the girl's shoulder, and his words were full of softness: "Everyone in the heavenly realm salutes me, but you don't have to. ”

"No, since the heavens want to call you, I want it too. And the master said that the master and the immortal sect all pay attention to etiquette, and I should follow it. Heng Yu spoke bluntly and did not see Si Ming's emotions.

Some sad and a little lost, obviously in the eyes of others, how can it become a discord here.

Si Ming felt as if there was something, something to leave from him.

lowered his voice and tore his throat: "Everyone can call me a god monarch, but you can't." ”

"Why?" Some saw the truth of the person in front of her, but she was also a little stunned.

How did a simple topic make the atmosphere strange?

"Because you're my ......" friend?

"Brother Si, I'm here."

Wushan Qiyue came from not far away, and directly interrupted Si Ming's words, looking out of breath, it was really unbeatable!

Si Mingqing's muscles bulged, and he looked at Heng Yu, who was waiting for him to continue, and didn't know whether he should continue at this time.

Damn, Wushan Qiyue is really a troublemaker, and he should be taught a good lesson.

Si Ming looked at Heng Yu still wearing his psychic jade on his waist, and his originally somewhat depressed heart suddenly eased a little.

"I'll see you tomorrow at noon." Si Ming let go of Hengyu's hair, and his fingers left this softness.

"Qiyue, come with me." After that, he faced Qiyue and dragged Qiyue away alive.

While dragging it, he reflected on why he didn't reject this scourge at that time, and let him ruin his own good deeds.

Heng Yu looked at the back of Si Ming leaving, thinking about what he said just now, she didn't need to call him an honorific title, it turned out that there were some heavenly dogmas, and he didn't care. Hengyu herself doesn't want to care, because, if it is a friend, it is naturally the most cordial.

Removing the shackles of the title and calling the name and surname is the embodiment of knowing each other.

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Murong Qianwen returned to the Xuyou Tower, but at this moment, she could no longer resist. She had no heart, and the bare void revealed the hideousness of flesh and blood. A heart, with flesh and blood, is a mental torture.

But Murong Qianwen did not die in the true sense, she was indeed alive, she blinked her eyes, the tears in her eyes were covered, and under the gloom, she could still see that she had returned to the Xuyou Tower. Trembling, magnified in the blood-covered body, is fear.

"Back to the Demon Venerable, the heart has been retrieved." Lin Xiao took Murong Tilt's heart out of the lock box.

The bright red heart, still beating, is strong and regular.

"It deserves to be my right-hand man." Zhai Zhi looked at Linxiao under the steps, and what existed in his memory was always the first time he saw him.

The wandering child finally brought him back to the Demon Realm. Although he is an immortal clan, there is only one demon who can redeem him. Between heaven and earth, there was only one Demon Venerable, who held his last hand for help.

Lin Xiao walked up the steps and handed the heart in the box to Zhai Zhe.

The crushed heart turned into powder, and the red fluorescent color still flooded all over the body.

Zhai Zhe absorbed these red rays, thinking of opening his hands and experiencing his own skills, he had already wanted to experience the feeling of boundless magic power, he was already like a unified Six Realms.

Minute by minute, but there was still no response. Raising his outstretched arms, all he felt was a feeling of soreness, numbness, swelling and pain.

"Waste." Zhai Zhe directly knocked Lin Xiao to the ground.

Ling Xiao rode the ground with one hand and immediately knelt up.

"Demon Venerable is angry, I should investigate this matter clearly."

"The fake heart is also used to fool the deity, is the deity too fond of you?" Under the black clothes, Zhai Zhe's face was unfathomable.

"Demon Venerable wait a little longer, the reincarnation must be in Kunlun, and I will definitely capture her." With frowning eyebrows, Lin Xiao really couldn't think of which step went wrong.

"Hmph, Lin Xiao is not doing well, let's go and get the law by yourself." Zhai turned his back and ignored Lin Xiao again.

"Thank you, Demon Venerable." After Lin Xiao finished speaking, he took Murong Qian and went down to receive the punishment.

said that he was punished, but with Lin Xiao's identity, no one under the Demon Venerable would really punish him, it was just a formality.

In the room, Lin Xiao looked at Murong Tilt's body, which lacked a heart, and Murong Tilt's Woman was completely out of breath at the moment.

Squatting down, his left hand facing Murong Tian's face was about to shatter her.

It's just that I suddenly thought about it, this person is a disciple of Kunlun Baiquan Palace, wouldn't it be a pity if this identity was wasted. If you can train into a dry corpse and become a puppet of the demon world, it will not be easy to know the identity of the reincarnated person.

In this way, thinking about it like this, it seems that Murong Qianwen has so much value. dragged Murong Tianwen's collar and dragged her back into the house. Rummaged through the bottle placed in the corner and poured it on Murong Qian's body.

The powder spread all over Murong Tian's body, and Lin Xiao placed the demon heart on the vacant chest. In this way, he has become a demon spy who can be overridden.

It's just that it will take some time for the reincarnation to be found by just one walking dead. Lin Xiao thought.

"Qiao Yue's daughter-in-law, isn't it, she is not from Qiao Yue's mansion, she is just indiscriminate?" The muttering in his mouth turned into questions and thought in his mind.

No, Lin Xiao still decided to go to Qiao Yuefu again and get the genealogy that recorded the people of Qiaoyue Mansion, so it can be safer.