Under such a beautiful sky, how can an ugly war continue?

Lian Sansheng fished Bai Wangyu's head back and sneered: "Spare your life." ”

Bai Wangyu was surprised.

Lian Sansheng continued: "It will make you more uncomfortable to live than to die." ”

Bai Wangyu: "......" knew that this woman didn't have any good intentions.

However, Bai Wangyu still secretly breathed a sigh of relief, since he was able to live, it meant that he still had the possibility of breaking free from all this. He ridiculed Lian Sansheng, and his kindness to the enemy was cruelty to herself.

Lian Sansheng seemed to see through Bai Wangyu's thoughts, and said with a smile: "I'm not a bodhisattva, your sea of life has been shattered, even if the Dao spirit is still there, but even if you recast your body, the sea of life may not be able to enter the fate." Do you think you can do it without the help of a white sword? You ask the people of the Mowu Clan, ask the people of the Demon Dao, can they make you reforge your body? ”

Bai Wangyu's confidence that quietly swelled was instantly shattered.

He only has one head now, he only has one head, where can he flee to?

Bai Wangyu wanted to open his mouth and ask Lian Sansheng what he wanted to do, but he didn't even have the ability to gather vitality and condense into a sound now, so he could only close it again after opening his mouth.

Lian Sansheng shouted at the ghost mother from afar: "Ghost mother! Don't kill them again! ”

The ghost mother stopped and looked at Lian Sansheng in surprise: "Why?" ”

Not only the ghost mother, but also the warriors of the White Witch Clan, who have a common hatred of the sky, are also puzzled.

Lian Sansheng said: "Abolish them, I have my own decision." ”

The people of the White Witch Clan were even more confused, and they didn't know what game Lian Sansheng was arranging.

Because he couldn't kill the White Witch Clan, the martial artists who stood on the side of Lian Sansheng were a lot more restrained, but let themselves be beaten by the White Witch Clan. But if you look closely, you find that the White Witch Clan seems to be getting weaker and weaker, and its combat effectiveness has been drastically reduced.

Lian Sansheng sneered: "Hundred-legged insects, although they are not stiff when they die, they are afraid of rotting, and their souls are already rotting at this moment." ”

Ying Wu regretted to be beside Lian Sansheng, observing the situation below, and sighed: "They heard that there is no need to die, the hard work of the fish and the net is broken, and the hard work of you and me is gone, and the combat effectiveness is exhausted." How do they think that it would be more comfortable to live at the hands of the enemy than to die? ”

"Nobody thinks death is hope, does it? It is only possible if you are alive. Especially those who have enjoyed a lifetime of glory and wealth and stand in a high position are even more reluctant to die easily. However......" Lian Sansheng's tone became indifferent, "their life and death are in our hands, how can we give them hope." ”

The jade burners began to fear death and wanted to live.

The killer binds his hands and feet with the aim of beating.

The battle has become viscous, muddy and watery, and it is impossible to stop.

Lian Sansheng threw Bai Wangyu's head to the ghost mother for safekeeping, shrunk into the palace of the king of Hades, ignoring the beatings and killings inside and outside the city, "decals yellow to the mirror", no matter how she sees herself, she is ugly.

"The Great Demon King shouldn't be ugly by me and don't want to come out to see me, right?"

Although it should be impossible to think about it, Lian Sansheng still became sad, she put her head on the table, gazed at her face with Taoism, carefully dressed her head, and smeared the rouge gouache layer after layer, it turned out that her face was too dry, and the rouge gouache was painted like the dry land of the great drought for three years, cracked piece by piece.

Lian Sansheng also wanted to put a wig on his head, but it turned out to be a weed growing in the desert.

She had a deeper understanding of why the Ghost Mother and Yan Tianke had torn off the skin on their bodies and left only the skeleton, which was indeed much better-looking.

Or do you tear it off too?

Lian Sansheng thought so, and wanted to pick his own skin.

She had just torn off a piece of skin with bared teeth, and it was still a little bloody.

Coincidentally, Ying walked in without hesitation, she looked at it and said with a smile: "The mud may not be able to support the wall, but it can be applied to the face." ”

Lian Sansheng said angrily: "I even used the black foundation of the black-hearted radish, it will only make me look darker and uglier, and inhumane!" ”

Ying Wu didn't hesitate to look at the bark-like thing in Lian Sansheng's hand, and frowned: "What are you doing?" ”

Lian Sansheng was embarrassed to talk about it, so he kept silent.

Ying Wu didn't hesitate to come over and snatch the "bark", looked at Lian Sansheng's head again, and said angrily: "You tear your own skin?" Crazy? ”

"I'm ......," Lian Sansheng spread his hands, "I don't want to be uglier." ”

Ying didn't hesitate to pick up Lian Sansheng's head and cover his face, glared at her and said, "Didn't you find out?" ”

"Found what?"

"Your own body, don't you patronize whether it's beautiful or not, haven't you noticed that since the Devil Dao sky turned blue, your skin has begun to change slightly?" Ying didn't hesitate to roll his eyes, "I think your flesh and blood seem to have become a little more moisturized than when I first arrived at the Demon Path. ”

"Seems to be?" Practicing the Three Lives Dao Spirit, he observed the "bark" and said, "Before, if my skin was dried like this, it would not have been possible to have a trace of blood. She became happy, "Am I going to get rid of the Dead Souls?" ”

Ying Wu Hehe: "Are you still tearing the skin?" ”

Lian Sansheng hugged his head back, and while chanting "don't tear it, don't tear it", he gently brushed his face.

Ying shook his head without regret and said almost in disgust: "It's really pretentious." I really don't believe it, Ruomad won't come out to see you because of your appearance. ”

"Ahem. You know what! Lian Sansheng cleared his throat, "A man's heart, a needle under the sea!" ”

There should be no regrets: "......"

Lian Sansheng took Ying Wuxi's hand: "Come with me to the moon to see, the shepherd soul and the witch spirit should have told you, the yin qi of the evil ghost path all comes from the blood moon." ”

Now that the yin qi is gone, and the sky is blue, it means that Qiao Fei, Tengchong Mountain, and Bai Fengdao must have had something happen on the Blood Moon.

They couldn't take down all of the White Witch Clan for a while, but they didn't have to worry about practicing Sansheng and Ying Wuhe, so the two of them soon came to the moon.

The moon is not as bleak as it used to be, but it is as desolate as ever.

There are no weeds on the surface, only large and small messy stones scattered on the ground.

Lian Sansheng stepped on the stone and made a clicking sound, she kicked off a stone, and frowned: "Although these stones are messy, many of them have just been broken, the fracture surface is still very new, and there are still many traces on the ground. ”

"You mean, Blackheart Radish, Chongshan and Bai Fengdao have fought?" Ying Wu regretted a little sneering, "The two of them? Fighting with Bai Bongdao? ”

Lian Sansheng shrugged: "If you hadn't seen them running after Bai Fengdao with your own eyes, who would have believed it?" When they come back, let's ask them again, and we'll look around here. ”

The two of them carefully looked at every place, it was really bare only stones, undulating mountains and cols, and the remains of the huge skeleton of the burial king, and now there was not even a single ashes to be seen, let alone the burial king's tin staff.

"Sansheng, look here!" Ying Wuxi, who was in the distance, suddenly exclaimed in surprise, and then called for Lian Sansheng.