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"Changxi, Benjue is worried about you." Twilight's eyes gradually darkened, like the night sky overhead, deep and vast.

"Xiao Li'er, the blood clan has caused trouble in the Xiao Wall, and the people in the world are in trouble, how can I, as the sect leader of a clan, ignore it? If you really sacrifice to the Tao, it is not unavoidable. ”

Chang Xi sighed lightly, between her beautiful and elegant eyebrows and eyes, just like a thousand years ago, awe-inspiring and heroic.

"What about me? Where did you put Benjue? Twilight asked, raising the corners of her lips.

It was an age-old question that had been hovering in her mind for years.

I think that at the beginning, this man was a fairy wind bone, wandering the world, and not eating fireworks in the world.

Although he was entrusted to the ancestor of the Mu family, he formed a contract with her, and he was also spoiled by her and responded to her needs, but only in love. The realm of color needs has never been taught.

Even if she intentionally brings up some annoying topics that blush, such as her little darling?

This man is still the same gentleman, he does not change his true colors, and he does it lightly.

In this man's world, there are probably only the people in the world, the trip to the avenue and the fish in the North Sea.

He never had her in his heart, she couldn't even compare to a fish.

In a fit of anger, he took advantage of the reputation of the Hundred Flowers Night Banquet to cross the ocean and go to the Tang Dynasty to relax.

Before that, he even signed a marriage contract with the winner young master, and made his eternal life out.

Once, regardless of her face, she ordered Yunguang to travel thousands of miles to spread the word and give this man a chance.

However, this man was just dressed in white, sitting on the shore of the North Sea, and let Yunguang bring back a sentence of 'Jiang Taiweng fishing......

Damn it.

What exactly does that mean?

Don't you just want to fish? Can you repeat it over and over again?

It's a big deal, she will raise a pond of fish in the future, and just catch them all for him.

However, when she came to Middle-earth, Tang really knew that the so-called 'Jiang Taiweng fishing, and those who wish to take the bait' should not be really fishing, but fishing her......

In fact, he has already given the answer.

It's just that she doesn't know.

Now, I only want to hear him say it himself.

Chang Xi was stunned when she heard this, and was indifferent.

For a long time, he avoided the topic, and walked away in white clothes with the night wind.

What does his little divorce want?

His heart? His people? Or the rest of his life, a long time......

A thousand years later, he has long lost the calmness and calmness of a thousand years ago, and I am afraid that once he speaks, there will be no room for return.

Ay.

Wait until everything is over, and then he will personally visit the winner's old family.

Perhaps, he will be chased and killed by the winner's old family owner with a coffin board on his back, thousands of miles away......

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The Soul Lamp beckons the living and reclusive of the blood clan, not the dead who have died.

Therefore, only a drop of imperial blood is needed to deter the monarch, and then to get a general to shock the ghosts and gods.

In the folk, there is also a saying that the general will shake the ghost.

According to rumors, the Emperor of the Later Tang Dynasty slept a lot of dreams at night and could not sleep peacefully, so he pasted the portraits of two generals on the door of the dormitory to have a peaceful pillow.

Later, it spread among the people and gradually evolved into the door god that every household must stick in the human world during the New Year.

At the beginning of the Soul Lantern, Twilight gently bit through his fingertips and squeezed out a drop of blood, which fell on the core of the white lotus lamp.

A dagger slipped from Chang Xi's sleeve, and the sharp blade cut through the palm.

Drop by drop, the blood of the minister swirled around the petals of the white lotus, and all of them melted into the lotus petals.

Chang Xi brushed off her clothes and sat on the ground.

His hands were like white lotuses, on his knees, on a beautiful and elegant face, his eyebrows were clear, his expression was distant and quiet, and he was silent in the past.

His thin lips opened lightly, and he read an ancient rune.

It is the oldest and most unique mysterious language in the world.

The people in the entire blood clan, I am afraid that only the Holy Lord Demon Ran and the ancestors of the Twilight Clan can understand.

Rao has never heard it a few times, and only knows a few fragmentary sounds.

Twilight sat opposite Chang Xi, holding his breath and concentrating, guarding Chang Xi.

She knew very well the power of the soul conjuring lantern technique, and she was never worried that Chang Xi would face it alone.

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Under the dark night sky, the moon was covered in thick clouds.

There are few stars, exuding fragmentary light and shadow.

On the shore of the lake in the outer city, a white lotus lamp slowly floated up and floated in the air in the ancient incantation chanted lightly.

Wisps of pure white light shine along the hollow fan surface of the white lotus lamp, and the light is bright, gradually strengthening from weak, and becoming more and more prosperous.

After a while, a trace of scarlet blood light escaped from the white lotus lamp.

The blood light turned into countless rays of light, like wisps of night charm that had lost its body, wrapped around the gold and silver threads on the surface of the lamp fan, dancing enchantingly and condensing.

In the crimson light, a smoky white filament of light gradually gathered up, swirling on the edge of the blood light, like a heavenly dragon and a phoenix, chasing non-stop.

This is the fighting method.

The spirit of the conjuring lamp itself exists, trying to devour Chang Xi and devour the spell.

If Chang Xi couldn't suppress the treacherous technique of the lamp spirit, he might be counterattacked by the lamp spirit, lose all his five senses, and shatter his six organs and die.

Chang Xi closed his eyes slightly, and a powerful blood clan aura emanated from his body.

In the center of the circle, a whirlwind gradually blew, surrounding Chang Xi and the white lotus lanterns, shrouded in a huge sea of wind.

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In the distance of the riverbank, wet heads emerge from the water, agitating two dark eyes, looking around, and a hoarse sound comes from their throats.

'Delicious smell of blood......

'Good pure blood people......

'I really want to take a sip......

The wet head sank to the bottom of the water and swam in.

Their figures are like big black fish, densely packed, at least hundreds.

Out of instinct, they couldn't resist the temptation of the delicious smell of blood, and wanted to devour the sacred blood that was close at hand.

They are not yet fully developed and cannot walk upright, so they can only use their hands and feet to climb along the river beach to the shore.

"Whoa, whoa." Their cries are peculiar, different from those of the previous Bloods.

Twilight opens her eyes and finds the Bloods crawling on the shore.

She raised her eyebrows lightly and pursed the corners of her lips gracefully.

Sure enough, the ghosts and gods were provoked.

"Whoa!" A Bloodclan kicked on its hind legs, braced the ground with both hands, and jumped to its feet, pounced on Twilight.

Twilight dodged sideways and kicked the Bloodclan away.

She frowned slightly, what the hell is this? Frog?

"Whoa, whoa."

The other Bloodlines rushed to Twilight.

They all move in the same way, first with their limbs, then rushing forward, their fingers like knives, baring their fangs, and gnawing at their enemies.

Twilight is not afraid to deal with these blood clans.

Her figure is like the wind, wandering among the blood clans wantonly, killing to her heart's content, enjoying the blood, and with a flick of her fingers, it is enough to pinch this group of semi-finished products that are not up to standard.

However, a Bloodline found it difficult to overcome Twilight, so he immediately reversed his target and launched an attack on Changxi.

In the array of lights, the enchanting crimson color was tightly wrapped around the pure white light filament, not giving an inch, and pressing at all times.

Chang Xi was in the center of the light array, his eyes were like water, and he was surrounded by wisps of white light, unable to distract for a moment.

An unfamiliar blood aura pierced through the wind layer and instantly rushed towards Chang Xi.

Its sharp fingers and claws were sharp and cold, and they slashed at Chang Xi's throat without hesitation.