Yilan frowned slightly, resisting the urge to hold his chest. He is a cultivator, and he has long seen through all appearances. He thought that his heart was like water, and he would not be moved by any look, but now he really felt his heart beating violently.

The calm and waveless heart is turbulent, and he even has fallen into the cliché. This will affect his cultivation, definitely, so he can't put things that affect his future in front of him, or let them continue to exist.

Clenched the black jade longbow, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly, the dancing figure, so beautiful, hooked his heartstrings that had been calm, this woman was a scourge.

Slowly raise the black jade bow and pull the string again, as long as the bowstring is pulled, the arrow will attack with the bowstring's intention.

The power of one pressed down, and Ling Youyou dodged and glanced at the person pulling the bowstring. Damn, endlessly, if it goes on like this, she suffers a lot. You'll use fairy weapons, when she doesn't have Sakura

The sleeves of the shirt were opened, and a streamer flew out.

Lao Dao is looking at it energetically, and his own uncle is still powerful. After fighting with Ling Youyou for so long, he didn't touch a corner of other people's clothes at all, seeing how good his uncle was, forcing the demon girl to dodge left and right, looking very embarrassed.

At this time, he suddenly saw a streamer approaching, and Lao Dao was stunned, Emma, how can you not play cards according to the routine. Fighting with others, Mao suddenly attacked him. It's not in order, and he wants to protest.

It's a pity that Ling Youyou didn't give him a chance to protest, and his mind drove the light comb to slam at Lao Dao.

The old man was so frightened that he jumped up and down, and he was in a hurry to parry. While dodging, he shamelessly shouted "Uncle Shi, help"

The light comb first bumped into a mess, and then decomposed, turning into countless flying needles, puffing into different parts of Lao Dao's body.

After the white light submerged into his body for a moment, his muscles began to bulge, and one bag after another appeared, which immediately turned into a large bag, and after a while, the big bag exploded.

Lao Dao screamed again and again, his face was like earth, and his voice shouting for help was with a trill, "Uncle save me, I, I." ”

Yilan Daozun's expression changed, and he felt that the opponent's immortal weapon grade was much higher than the black jade bow in his hand, a girl, and there was no teacher, where could these good things come from.

Lao Dao's screams reminded him that he didn't have time to study the answer, and waved the black jade bow to block the teeth of the comb that were still piercing Lao Dao's flesh.

The light comb immediately retreated, regathered back into a comb-like shape, and floated quietly in front of the two of them, if it had an arm, it would definitely hold the arm and smile crookedly. The embarrassment of the old man, the blood on that body, it is really scary to watch. The robe is torn more than the one who asks for food.

The master didn't ask for the life of the old man just now, I don't know why.

In fact, Ling Youyou's life was used as bait. I believe that Lao Dao will definitely bring her more hatred.

However, tonight's fight could not be fought in vain, and with a wave of his sleeve, he swept away the black arrow, and flew into the crowd of disciples.

The stone monster serves as a discriminator of good and evil, and the identification results immediately came.

"Left hand third person, kill"

"Poof" The sound of the long sword entering the flesh, the third person in the left hand stared in disbelief, why are the two people in front of him okay, he is the one who died. I was puzzled.

"The fourth man on the right hand."

"Bang" blood splattered on his head, and the person who fell to the ground on his back stared at Cang without a blind eye, he had already hidden it very tightly, hiding behind the other disciples, why was it seconds. It's not scientific.

"The fifth man in front."

The fifth person in front of him watched the long sword pass through his body, raised his head with great effort, and glanced at Ling Youyou, he was very unconvinced.

The first few who died were not convinced, so they were also unlucky, so accept their fate.

"Second on the left."

"Ahh

Lao Dao hid behind Yilan, trembling all over, watching Ling Youyou like a bloodthirsty sword shuttling among a group of rabbits he raised, the last wails of the dead kept coming into his ears, his heart tightened a little, and fear drowned him all. As a master, he knows best the quality of his apprentices.

Whoever has had blood on his hands, who has killed innocents for him, he has a clear heart. Seeing the people who fell one by one, all of them were the disciples he trusted the most and helped him with many unsightly things. Lao Dao's heart is completely cold. He thought of the names of Rao carved on the walls.

All of them are sanctimonious, but he knows that none of them are good. This girl who suddenly appeared in their eyes seemed to be a messenger who came with a mission to reward the good and punish the evil, and she was fulfilling the task of killing the evil.

And he himself knows best what he has done, compared to those dead disciples, he deserves to die even more.

Before he knew it, Lao Dao was already in a cold sweat, and his clothes were soaked with sweat and blood. He can't stay here any longer, he's going to die.

"Uncle Shi, this demon girl is cruel and cold-blooded, you must help me kill him. I'm so badly injured that I need to rest. Uncle Shi, I'll leave it to you here. ”

finished, no matter what Yilan thought, he slipped away immediately.

Yilan's face was dark, and the old fox slipped away and threw the mess at him. Now he has to do it if he doesn't do it, so many disciples have died, if he doesn't take down the murderer, where will his face go. He is the face of Jiumiaomen, the one with the highest cultivation, he has suffered defeats, and he has not been laughed off by his subordinates.

Yilan put his bow behind his back, drew his sword, and turned into a gust of wind to attack Ling Youyou.

Ling Youyou had already identified all of the stone monsters in this group of disciples as evil. Asked, did she have any psychological disorders, at the beginning, after all, she had not seen them do evil. But in the end, it was numb. It's like chopping melons and vegetables, cutting them smoothly, and I don't have the heart to think about what my hands cut.

As the number of killings increased, the forehead on her head gradually emitted a pale blue glow.

"Thirty-two, all clear, you can stop." The stone monster spoke suddenly.

Ling Youyou couldn't help but snort, and had a stomach full of complaints, so he could only vomit silently. was about to put away the sword, but saw Yilan killed under strong pressure.

Ling Youyou rolled his eyes and asked, "Can this be killed?"

The stone monster replied, "No." ”

Ling Youyou flew towards the newly opened isolated island, and as soon as he stood firm, he chased after him.

Ling Youyou stretched out his hand and made a stop movement, "You are not my dish, don't come here to make trouble." ”

Yilan frowned fiercely, "Demon girl, you have killed many of my people, you must give me an explanation for Jiumiaomen." "He really doesn't come out, you must die.

Ling Youyou stroked his broken hair, and said to the black arrow that was only three feet away from him, "Put it away, I'll tell you the reason." ”

Yilan snorted, "I don't need your explanation. ”

"I just asked me to give you an explanation, and now you don't need my explanation, how can you be a big man without being trustworthy?"

"You are a demon girl, and you don't need to be trustworthy to a demon girl."

You can make your own capriciousness so righteous and bright, it's really a thick cheek.

"Just rush this sentence, you can't fly up in your life, do you want to know the reason,,,

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