Qianwan followed the phantom of the cat demon and shook into a cramped narrow alley, but the cat demon escaped without a shadow.

Two steps forward, an eerie light fragrance spilled from the corner.

The demonic aura around him is getting stronger and stronger.

Qianwan frowned slightly, leaned against the wall with a pale face, and reached out to cover her chest.

A dazzling white light suddenly appeared in front of him, and he was blindfolded by Qianye, and when he opened it again, a person's figure was slowly reflected in the blood pupil.

In the fairy mist, the man was dressed in white, and his clothes were flying, standing in the thick of the white mist.

Prosperous and lonely.

Above all beings.

It is like a frozen 10,000-year-old snow lotus on a snow-capped mountain, with a kind of thrilling handsomeness.

With just one turn, the word noble was vividly swayed.

The man's golden eyes were indifferent and cold, and the faint coercion on his body was like a tiger roaring and a dragon roaring, making the people from all over the world willing to bow down.

Qianwan's eyes trembled slightly, she looked at the person in front of her a little blankly, and wondered.

“…… Father? ”

The man's thin lips pulled a subtle arc, with a kind of indifferent questioning.

"Do you still believe your word?"

Qianye pursed her lips, her fingertips trembled slightly, and swallowed the fishy sweetness that churned up in her throat.

“…… Letter. ”

Heaven is ruthless, and all things are used as dogs.

If you are ruthless, you will not be resentful, greedy, and resentful. With ruthlessness to control all things, the road will go.

Qianye clenched her fingers, the pain in her chest made her whole body numb, and the strange smell was so sticky that she was a little out of breath.

The man clicked a few times in mid-air, and in an instant, the snow-capped mountains collapsed, the virtual realm shattered, and the mighty coercion rolled over the face.

He stared indifferently at Qianwan, "Look, this is the way you cultivate." ”

The Dao root is unstable, and the Dao heart is not quiet, just like a castle in the air.

It can be destroyed easily.

Thus falling into a catastrophe from which it will never be recovered.

Qianye was like being covered with barbs, and the cramping sensation in his chest was already deep in the bone marrow.

And with only one questioning look, he stabbed her with blood and a blank look.

"Father ......"

Qianwan's footsteps were chaotic, and the moment he chased the past, the figure disappeared without a trace.

The moonlight seemed to seep into a pool of blood, and the few stars swayed out of order.

The night was dead and silent, and there was a chill everywhere.

She fell to the ground, her hairband unfurled, and half-knelt against the uneven stone wall, blood slowly dripping from her lips.

When his vision was blurred, he could only vaguely see a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes.

The corners of the eyes are upturned, the outline is extremely beautiful, a little tear mole is gentle, and the light that emerges in the eyes is brilliant and beautiful.

Qianwan smiled slightly.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and his consciousness was completely in chaos.

"The man's descendant is nothing more than that, but a fantasy...... It's fragile and vulnerable. ”

"This trip, the deity was a little disappointed."

It was a purple-robed man who spoke, and he slowly took out a flower from the crack in the wall, and the nightmare demon that shook out of the stamen slowly crawled back onto his arm.

"Let's go back."

The demon shook his legs and kicked the flower to the ground.

"It's such a little thing that likes the new and hates the old."

The purple-robed man snorted lightly, stepped on the flower, and his body gradually sank into a cloud of black mist.

No one noticed that the branches of the flower slowly clinged to Qianwan's arm, and it turned into an instant illusion, blooming more and more beautiful than before.

Bright red like blood, beautiful and beautiful.

Qianwan opened her eyes, her bloody eyes were scarlet, and a touch of ruthlessness was fleeting.

She slowly curled the corners of her lips, and her smile was dangerous and seductive.

There is a natural flirtatiousness in his eyes, and he can snatch the soul with a smile.

She slowly got up, inhaling the moving scent in the air.

Picking up the red flower, he caught a glimpse of the dense black gas wrapped around his wrist, and the smile on his face was evil and demonic.

With a bang, she narrowed her eyes and untied the sachet around her waist, the darkness rolling in her eyes.

At the end, he chuckled disappreliantly.

"Night Sakura."

The tactful voice is crisp to the bone.

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