Hua Rong looked at the black power wrapped around his body, and his expression was gloomy.

"No one can trap me!"

She raised her head and roared, her facial features changed, and she turned into a fox.

From the fox's face, it seemed that he could see the pain and unyielding.

Nine red tails spread infinitely, obscuring the sky and the sun.

Hua Rong completely turned into the original form, a pure red fox of very terrifying size.

The fox clan respects white, and the foxes of the rest of the colors can only be regarded as low-level blood.

As the only red fox in heaven and earth, it was feared by the white fox, and they chose to exile it.

And it turns out that the red fox is indeed stronger than the white fox.

After being abandoned by the fox clan, it went to Huangqilin.

There, it encounters the "mongrels" who are also banished by various races.

They share the same sickness, but they share the same desire to be stronger.

While the other demons were still being sheltered in the clan, they had already experienced countless life and death crises.

The demon cultivates all the way, fighting for his life with the sky.

And they not only fight with the sky, but also fight with fate, and fight with those so-called purebred demons.

"Whew-"

Nine large red tails were wrapped in black thick energy, and the moment they touched them, the tails seemed to be burned by fire.

Hua Rong changed back into a human form, but the nine red tails that covered the sky did not put away.

She watched coldly, and a sword suddenly appeared in her hand, and with a slight wave, five tails were cut off by her.

The five tails that had been cut off flew towards the black energy, turning into five ring-shaped items, and entangled the black energy.

The black energy seemed to be enraged, surging like a storm of great changes in the sky.

Suddenly, there seemed to be an evil force in the air around him.

That power, with all kinds of negative emotions, struck Hua Rong.

Fear, coldness, sorrow, sadness, despair......

"Huh." Hua Rong snorted coldly, "Although I can't get rid of you, but a little thing that escapes also wants to deal with me?" ”

She didn't resist, her hands outstretched, and she let the forces come at her.

And she is always clear.

With no memory, no past, she is like a bystander from beyond the world.

Whether it's hope or despair, what does it have to do with her.

She just needs to live, and then do something to pass the boring life.

Greatness has nothing to do with her.

It's small, and she won't want it.

The dark force trapped by the five red tails seemed to be roaring, constantly struggling towards the five red tails.

Hua Rong's face remained unchanged, and he swung his sword again, cutting off three fox tails.

"This world, don't let me see you again!"

[555, 555, big man, why do you bother, you are dying, can't you die well? This palace is also very good, and the pain of your broken tail is more painful than cutting out your heart! Isn't it just for a man? Is it worth it? 】

Hua Rong's expression did not change, he put away the only red tail and flew quickly outside the palace.

Her face and lips were very pale, her blood had faded, and she seemed to be aging rapidly, and even her hair was tending to turn gray.

Hua Rong raised his lips, his gaze did not fluctuate: "I still owe him a wish, he still owes me a heart!" ”

Next, every second is tormenting for Huarong.

She was getting older, her hair was half white, and there were no wounds visible on her body.

But beneath the trail, dripping blood burned the trail into a trail.

Hua Rong doesn't care.

Anyway, she was going to die, and she didn't want to be a broken promise.

"Yo hehe!"

Suddenly, there was a sound of laughter, enveloped by an extreme coldness.

Hua Rong stood still, looking forward with a cold gaze.

"Yo hehe."

The woman in a palace decoration body stepped into the air step by step, and her waist was twisted exaggeratedly, making her beautiful face look gaudy.

Hua Rong knew this man.

Li Meiren, a snake spirit.

"Queen, why are you so weak and so ugly? Oops, a smell of blood, is it hurt? ”

"Get out of the way!" Hua Rong said indifferently.

The snake spirit's eyes immediately turned into vertical pupils, staring at Hua Rong coldly.

"Humph! It was a waste of my heavy treasure to come out. Now I'm going to pay it back with your Nedan!" ”

The snake spirit directly turned into its original form in the next second, and a giant snake like a mountain appeared, and the pouring rain fell on the scales, reflecting a cold light.

Hua Rong raised his lips slightly, very sarcastic.

Although she fought against the dark forces for half a year and cut off the eight tails, she was not something that a small five-thousand-year-old snake spirit could bully.

As soon as her mind flickered, Fang Jie appeared.

Several of these treasures that resemble snakes flew out and flew towards the snake spirit.

There was a hint of fear in the snake spirit's long pupils.

"Ahh

With a short scream, the snake spirit that was still majestic just now disappeared in front of Hua Rong, leaving only an egg-sized Neidan, flashing with black light, floating in the air.

[Big guy, eat it! ] That way you won't have to bleed! 555, your vitality is draining rapidly! If you keep going like this, you'll die! 】

Fang Jie disappeared, and Hua Rong's body shook, as if he was about to fall, and his 10001 jade body shook in fright.

But soon, Hua Rong stood straight again.

Without her beauty, Qingsi has also turned into gray hair, but her temperament is still outstanding.

Like snow, it is enough to cover the mountains and rivers for a season.

Hua Rong stretched out her hand, and the black Nedan appeared in her hand.

【Eat!】 Eat it! Otherwise you're going to die! 】

Hua Rong ignored 10001, and as soon as he used his hand, the five thousand years of Inner Dan turned into flying ash and dissipated into the air.

【……】

That's 5,000 years!

5,000 years!

After eating it, it can increase mana for at least 3,000 years!

Without mana, this Neidan can at least stop the bleeding at this time!

Hua Rong put away his sword and hurried towards the city wall again.

The wind blew in that direction, and she smelled it...... The Smell of Death!

On the pheasant moat is the blood of countless soldiers, and under the face of the horse, there are hundreds of cold corpses of enemies.

These are the records of every enemy attempt to storm the walls; It is the proof of the complete annihilation of the land of Western merchants!

Even the air was filled with the smell of death and gunsmoke.

"Woo ————" is the cry and wail when stagnation and condensation.

The tragedy of the death of people and the spread of the destruction of the country.

The sound of General Urine's raising of his hand, the sonorous wind, and the mourning were terrible, awakening the last courage of countless people who were about to become the dead country.

"Blow the battle horn and continue to defend the city to General Ben! I'd rather die standing up! I don't want to kneel and live! ”

The next moment, Gongsun Ming's slender and crystalline, jade-like hand, turned the blade of the sword, and immediately made a decision, commanding the archers in front.

"Continue the siege!"

On the city wall, Di Bing covered the bleeding wound on his waist, frowned lightly like a sword, and the next moment, continued to bend his bow and shoot the deadly arrow that frightened the enemy.

The tip of the arrow was covered in the cold light in the rain, and the wind blew, like the murmur of the arrow, which was the thirst for blood.

At last......

In the end, the city was broken.

Di Bing was surrounded by living soldiers and got off the city wall, running without knowing the purpose.

He was not afraid, nor did he regret it.

I just want to see the person in my heart again, even if it's just like when I was young, I went out of the palace many times to secretly watch her.

Far away, just look at her from afar!

God, let him live a little longer, just a while......

。 vertex