Chapter 269: It's hard to see each other
On the wall, the old cat next door was trying to jump into Yi Huan's courtyard like every night, but after jumping, he let out a scream.
The chubby body of the cat slowly slid down the invisible barrier as if it had hit something.
Yi Huan, who took back the control of his own territory, retracted his eyes, and smiled instead of being angry: "This kind of indiscriminate method is really disgusting." β
Luo Han raised his hand to still put the paper on the table, and said lazily: "The thirteenth? β
Yi Huan walked across from him and sat down, and put a stack of letter paper on the table that he found out of nowhere: "Yes, this thing can shake the stability of my soul, and the most serious one will make me out of my body for three days." β
Luo Han's eyes flashed red, and he paused his hand to play with the letter paper on the table, and withdrew his gaze from looking at her: "You soul ......"
She nodded, "Yes, that's the spirit of Manju Sahua." When I woke up, I realized that most of my power had been sealed. β
She tapped her finger on the table and there was a tapping sound: "I still don't know their precise purpose, but I just understand that they either want my soul or my body, in short, they are not good." β
"It's almost over there Du Moyan, do you want to go play?" Luo Han raised a smile: "I heard that the force is very complicated, as if a little bit of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan's things are in it." β
The night is as cool as water.
The moonlight reflected on the handsome faces of the men in the courtyard, revealing a little bewitching taste.
Yi Huan, who was sitting in the hexagonal array emitting golden light, was a little heartbroken, turned the dagger in his hand and said lightly: "Not yet?" Is it really going to be a full night? β
The corners of Luo Han's lips, who were drawing the legs, hooked the corners of his lips, and ignored her question, until his slender fingers drew the last arc in the air and retracted: "It's okay now." β
Glancing at the dagger in her hand, she continued, "Didn't you decide before? β
The meaning of the letters is unknown, but something can be found through them.
For example, in the immortal city, the fine work of the nine-tailed fox clan.
"Luo Han, I forgot that there is another immature request."
Luo Han, who was in a good mood because he wanted to see Du Moyan, frowned at the moment, and replied lazily: "Say." β
Yi Huan was speechless: "I'm hungry, can I get something to eat?" β
Then she successfully saw Luo Han restrain the smile in her eyes, looking at her eyes with a slight and shallow killing intent, and even the air around her seemed to be frozen as cold and sharp, Yi Huan obviously heard the wails of some guys hiding in the dark who were made out by this pressure, and smiled slightly at the man who was quietly looking at him and said that he was okay.
Luo Han frowned: "Yi Huan, I hope you can distinguish clearly, this is solving the trouble for you, if the result is not satisfactory, it is unfortunate that you are not me." β
Yi Huan, who was still sitting on the ground, was not very interested in his terrifying appearance, but he just shook a notebook and came out, and he saw the green cover of the painting at a glance.
Luo Han: "......" suddenly couldn't find a line to communicate again.
Du Moyan sometimes likes to find a script to read, and he occasionally flips it, but he doesn't like it very much.
Probably because those are far, far away from true love.
Yi Huan laughed out loud when he saw his reaction, and fell into the ears of the man who seemed to be in control of the overall situation outside the magic circle for some reason, Luo Han sighed: "Yi Huan, how many years have passed, and your personality is still so bad." β
"Luo Han, each other."
Luo Han was stunned for a short time, and the culprit lowered his head and continued in a slow voice: "The fact that I can wake up seems to be someone else's charity, but I think it's creation. Even though I don't have the powers that seem to be important, I can tell you very clearly that I don't plan to force or get back, even if I have trouble now, it will be very troublesome without those powers. β
Luo Han's reincarnation is not something he has to fight for, but in the end, he has been running it step by step, he has given up the power he had in the past, and from a new perspective, he has lived the same life as others envy.
The moonlight tonight was a little bright, shining a little dazzling on Yi Huan's dark eyes, Luo Han, who was blinded, covered his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows, and sighed lightly: "It's good to know what you're doing." β
Yi Huan smiled faintly: "Encourage it." β
After Du Moyan declared war, he decided to come to the bamboo house in the mortal world.
The people of the town have fallen into the gentle village to sleep.
She gathered the gold-painted cloak on her body, pushed open the door and lay down on the bed, the faint fragrance of pear blossoms by the window made her shake her head, and she turned over and fell asleep.
In the dream, I really came to a lush pear grove, and the breeze blew a large number of petals swaying and falling down, which fascinated Du Moyan's eyes, and blinked to look at the surroundings.
Clear tassels are wrapped in thousands of wraps, and they are the only party.
Du Moyan lowered his head and thought for a while, but in the end, he still reluctantly stepped forward and took the lead to speak: "Something?" β
Luo Han, who turned around when he heard the sound, smiled faintly, quite a bit of leisure: "I just want to see what dreams you are doing, but I didn't expect to break into this good scenery, it's really worth it." β
Du Moyan smiled slightly, and looked up through the layers of branches to see the end of this inexplicable and wonderful dream: "Do you know what kind of monster it is?" β
Luo Han waved his hand boringly: "Is it that in the eyes of your immortals, it is all monsters that will harm people?" β14
In the ancient times of the mortal world, monsters were indeed rampant, and most of the saviors in many legends were gods in the sky and half-immortals on the earth, instilling a very powerful hierarchical differentiation for future generations, and monsters were turned into low.
Du Moyan sighed for the human beings who had been deceived for thousands of years, and retracted his gaze: "Could it be an immortal?" β
The demon lord on the opposite side smiled slightly, and slid out with a clear breath in his hand, only to see that the hazy flowers and trees around him were all split, and silently scattered in front of Du Moyan into countless bits of white light fluttering down.
She tilted her head, shook her eyes, and then opened her eyes to be dazzled by the morning sun.
He sat up with a sore back, rolled his eyes at the already bright outside, pulled the quilt and lay back to sleep, but before he could take up the hot pillow, an external force pulled the warm quilt down.
Du Moyan can be said to want to scold people.
Luo Han, who had pulled the quilt, felt a little amused at the indifference of the person on the bed, and threw back the salted fish-like quilt that she still ignored with her eyes closed, and sat on the bed leisurely: "Du Moyan, do you still want to care about the goblins who harassed you last night?" β
Tearing off the quilt on his head and sitting up with empty eyes, Du Moyan slowed down for a while before he said slowly: "Luo Han, come directly next time you want to see me, this time the dream is just that, just when you wake me up, but next time if you are still like thisΒ·Β·Β·Β·Β·" Raised his head and cast his eyes on the good-looking man sitting lazily next to him: "I want to murder my husband."
The surroundings were quiet, Du Moyan had already lowered his head and closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, the named demon lord was silent for a while, walked to the bed and bent down, reached out to hold her small chin on the bed and looked directly at him, the eyes that opened had a purity comparable to that of a child, but the bottom of the eyes had a dark color that he did not have.
frowned, and said as if unintentionally: "Du Moyan, do you have something to hide from me?" β
Du Moyan tilted his head and raised his hand to make an oath gesture: "Do you want me to swear?" β
Immortal City.
When the forces of the Eastern Wilderness and the Demon Realm did not gather much, the ghouls of the Ghost Realm also arrived.
It seems that it is the rhythm of ending the immortal city in a nest.
Fu'an hid in the forces of the ghost world and did not come forward.
Several parties soon became entangled in one place.
Yi Ming is right, Zhang Yuxuan is a very complicated person.
When Fu'an first met Zhang Yuxuan, he was deceived by his appearance, and after gradually getting deeper, he realized how complicated and ruthless the person who wanted to be her opponent was.
Poor Brin who didn't know how powerful he was still there fanning his folding fan and pointing the way, behind him was a confident little demon waving the flag, and in front of him was a monster entangled with ghouls.
Zhang Yuxuan watched the battle for a while, and found an object from the medicine box placed next to him, and Fu'an stopped in front of him the moment he saw it clearly: "No!" "This thing has not been made for a long time, and it is still extremely unstable, and if you make a mistake, you may end up together.
Zhang Yuxuan smiled faintly, and there was a great tenderness revealed, leaning into her ear and whispering: "Fu'an, you are the most loveless Buddha master I have ever seen." β
"Fu'an, this battle, we have to fight quickly."
Then he turned his hand and pushed her backwards hard, and immediately a rope came up to tie her thin waist, and the other end was pinched by a ghoul in her hand, she tried to be stunned, but found that this was a formation she had never seen, and when she looked up again, the man who was originally in place was gone.
On the side of the immortal city, Brin suddenly unfolded the folding fan and threw it upward, blocking the man who suddenly attacked, he frowned slightly, and turned the folding fan into a long phantom, and the phantom had turned into an extremely sharp sword with his sleeves, and the corners of his lips were slightly curled: "Boy, it seems that I want to have a good time with my son." β
Zhang Yuxuan still didn't speak, raised his hand without hesitation, and the hidden weapon wiped the sleeve of Lang Xiao and hit the eyebrows of the little demon who was waving the flag behind him, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and said the first sentence: "It's finally quiet." β
Brin suddenly felt that the man in front of him was a monster.
He raised his sword, his expression was a little serious, the sword burst out with an excellent demonic aura in an instant, Zhang Yuxuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and raised his gun towards Langxiao as if he was experimenting, a gunshot rang out, and the hidden weapon cut through the air with the wind blade and the sword blade to stir up sparks, and finally was forcibly changed by the sword body that strengthened the magic in vain, and shot into the hard ground without a trace.
The spirit trees and spirit grasses growing around them have withered rapidly as far as the naked eye can see, and they are no longer alive.
A chill flashed in Brin's eyes, if this thing hit his body, even if his self-healing ability was amazing, it would be impossible for him to heal on the spot on the battlefield, it was really vicious.
He raised his head, raised his sword and walked towards him, and did not forget to look at the hidden weapon in his hand twice, but found that the fingertips of the person opposite had been corroded by the hidden weapon and were extremely exposed, and the person who was fighting against him seemed to be unaware, and then with the sound of skin and flesh blooming from his hand, Brin felt a killing intent without hesitation.
Du Moyan never dreamed that he would be kidnapped that day.
Here's the thing, she parted ways with Luo Han in the mortal bamboo house, and she went back to Jinlin Mountain.
Why didn't Kong explain the matter of Jinlin Mountain last night?
Then she was stunned, and when she woke up, she still had Qin Ling by her side.
It's a closed space, a dark room, like some kind of space mystery.
"Where is this?" The Qin spirit on the ground woke up slowly, and was a little surprised when he saw Du Moyan.
Suddenly, the door opened, and a man dressed in plain clothes walked in and saluted Du Moyan: "Queen Jun, Miss Qinling, please."
Du Moyan looked at Su Ling in front of him, and suddenly had a ridiculous idea.
What if the resale of mortals and the independence of the undead city are two different things?
"May I ask what Empress Du Mo Yan thinks of the Terrans?" Su Ling walked forward, I don't know if it was the reason for the scene, the silence was a little unusual, it seemed that Su Ling's voice was exceptionally clear, Du Moyan was slightly stunned, and replied in a casual tone: "Weak, and unwilling to be faced with reality, they are some guys who can toss very well." β