Run, or stay?

A black qi penetrated into his body while he was unprepared, and his greedy thoughts were suddenly magnified a lot.

He didn't see the interest in Lianqing's eyes at all, licked his lips and walked towards Lianqing.

Lian Qing originally just wanted to try out how the evil spiritual sense would affect people, but she regretted it when she saw half of it.

This guy walks and walks, what kind of clothes do you take off?

Oh yes, he's a spirit that only sucks the essence of the living, and this kind of thing, often you and I are willing to work better.

So, is this guy relying on men to confuse people?

Seeing that he was about to take off his underwear, Lian Qing didn't want to see any spicy eyes, so she stopped pretending at the moment, and threw people out with a flick of her sleeves.

This throw happened to throw the spirit in front of Poria who came back with the prey.

A man with a disheveled and obscene expression!

Out of the Frost and Snow Temple!

There is not even a spirit attendant in the Frost and Snow Palace! There is only one fragrant woman!

He was already furious, but the man still looked at him and said something.

"Obviously I became like you, why didn't she hug me all at once?"

If she was willing to hug him, the spirit would have been in hand a long time ago!

Poria only felt that a string in her brain was broken in an instant.

He roared, his body swelled, and he raised his claw and slapped it on the neck.

Lian Qing walked out of the hall and happened to see Jing Mei holding her bleeding neck and retreating again and again.

"You, you're not an ordinary monster!"

"It's impossible for an ordinary cat demon beast to have such a powerful demonic aura!"

Lian Qing narrowed her eyes, stretched out her hand, and the Taixu Sword appeared in her palm.

The killing intent was so obvious that the spirit trembled, and suddenly waved his hand to spill a mist.

When the fog cleared, there were only two identical giant Poria cocos in front of Lianqing.

The transformation technique of the essence is really good, and even the demonic energy is very different.

The two cats fought together without saying a word, and it was difficult for Lian Qing to carry a sword.

Her cub didn't know what was wrong, and she couldn't stop shouting, and she was entangled with the fake.

Finally waiting for the two cats to separate, Lianqing's Taixu Sword did not hesitate to aim at one of them.

At this moment, the other black cat was oozing blood from its neck.

Fang was injured in the neck, it seems to be a charm?

Lian Qing's eyes turned to the bleeding cat, and at the same time waved his hand and threw out the Taixu Sword.

As soon as the smugness in the eyes of this unharmed black cat appeared, it was replaced by disbelief.

The Taixu Sword passed through the body, and the spirit was current, and it seemed that he couldn't believe that he was actually exposed.

He obviously took care of every detail!

Lian Qing lightly touched Poria's neck, and was relieved to find that it was an illusion.

Poria changed back to its normal size, and suddenly got into Lianqing's arms, refusing to come out.

Lian Qing had no choice but to carry him towards the spirit.

Lian Qing squatted in front of him and said, "I really don't like you to learn from my cat." ”

The spirit couldn't sit still: "It is rumored that a real person once said that everything has a spirit, whether it is a demon or a human, they all have the right to live, and they all have the opportunity to mend their ways." ”

He spat out a mouthful of blood: "Then why didn't the real person give me a chance?" ”

Lian Qing smoothed the cat's hair.

"I'll give you a chance, so have you given a chance to those ordinary people who were sucked by you and died?"

With such a heavy anger on his body, how many lives have he been contaminated?

The spirit smiled bitterly and lowered her eyes, it turned out that she had already been seen.

He said again.

"But the real people don't know that those people are all voluntary."

"I don't know how many people have been fascinated by my appearance, but the real person is unmoved, Ling Shuang is really as pure and desireless as rumored?"

He winked and pulled his clothes down a few more points.

Without waiting for Lian Qing to speak, the cat cub in her arms suddenly became threatening-