Song Cheng thought to himself, he had never seen moving mountains and reclamation, but today he was fortunate to watch the powerful tree moving, and it was also an eye-opener to say.

After buying tea trees and listening to the tea picking girls singing a tea picking song on the mountain, Feng Jiao and Ling Yuan and their group went down the mountain and stayed at Song Cheng's house that night.

They were discussing their going into the mountains tomorrow, and everyone was happy and excited.

On the demon clan's side, it ushered in the most terrifying night in history, which made all demon cultivators panic.

The wind was blowing, and the raindrops the size of beans fell fiercely. Silver-white lightning pierced through the sky, and the rumbling thunder frequently exploded in the ears of the demon cultivators.

However, all these terrifying celestial phenomena were not so intimidating as the wicked-looking and handsome man who stood in the midst of the storm and let his black hair be blown by the wind.

The man held a small snow-white snake in both hands, but the snake was dead.

She had a deep wound seven inches long, and the blood on the wound had dried up.

In front of the man was another woman kneeling.

The woman had black hair and a red dress soaked through the rain, clinging to her body.

The rain ran down her hair, making her look so embarrassed.

The man gritted his teeth, squinted his eyes and looked coldly at the woman in red kneeling in front of him, with a deep hatred in his eyes.

He walked over to the woman in red with his long legs and kicked her in the face without mercy.

The woman didn't say a word, biting her lip and looking at him.

"Liu Jingjing, who gave you the courage to move the king's memory!" Demon Emperor Hanxing asked the woman kneeling in front of him with a pair of red eyes and a hoarse voice, in a voice that was almost like a roar.

He was careless for a while, and was calculated by Liu Jingjing's woman, and drank a glass of wine that made him paralyzed and unable to move.

It wasn't until Liu Jingjing suddenly took out a dying little white snake from his body, cut her seven inches with a knife, and sprinkled warm blood on his legs that had been turned into stone, until his legs began to slowly regain consciousness, that he realized what Liu Jingjing had done!

It wasn't until he saw the seven-inch of the little white snake gurgling out with blood, and it wasn't until he saw her eyes that were still calm even when she was facing a life-and-death crisis, even when she was dying, that he finally understood what she meant to him!

He tried his best to recover his body from paralysis, he tried his best to fight, and wanted to seize the last opportunity to save Jun Nianxi's life.

But Jun Nianxi seemed to have accepted such a fate a long time ago, and looked at him with her calm dark blue eyes, until her body was soft and fell down in Liu Jingjing's hands......

"Jun Nianxi! I won't let you die! Demon Emperor Hanxing let out a loud shout, forcibly urging the demon power in his body.

After spurting out a mouthful of blood, he finally recovered from his paralysis, moved his body with difficulty, pushed Liu Jingjing away, and snatched Jun Nianxi's body back into his hands.

It's a pity that at that time, Jun Nianxi was completely out of breath.