The night breeze is cold, and the dew is cold. The wind outside Lanruo Temple was bleak, and the wolf howled constantly. In the meditation room in the temple, the sound of the piano is curling, and the bare hands are flicked, like a mist veil that does not hide the ice muscles and jade bones, and the hair is difficult to cover the moon and flowers.

"Why don't you go into the house and talk about it."

"Late supper and short nights, lonely men and widows, private meetings under the moon, I am afraid that the girl's good name ......"

"Nie Xiaoqian, a slave, admires Gongzi's openness, and is willing to achieve Yan Hao with Gongzi."

"Miss Xiaoqian, please come back, men and women don't kiss, girls respect themselves......"

"Childe, please leave quickly, Xiaoqian is a lonely ghost, coerced by the tree demon grandma, and came here to kill Childe."

"Xiaoqian, how can Xiaosheng save you from it!"

"If the son pities Xiaoqian, he can take Xiaoqian's ashes under the locust tree outside the forest that has a black nest all his life, so that he can get rid of the ...... controlled by his grandmother."

"Xiao Qian! The sun is coming out, so let's go! When the sun shines on you, you'll be gone! You and I are destined, and we will meet ..... in the next life! ”

met Xiaoqian for the first time, until the rising sun came, separated by Yiyi, and it was difficult to see each other again. Scene after scene, pile after pile, kept emerging in Ning Caichen's mind.

Fu Qingfeng was soaking wet, sitting weakly in front of a bonfire, a pair of beautiful eyes staring at the nerd lying on the ground full of dreams. Hearing the cry from his mouth, I couldn't help but burst into tears. Thinking of this nerd, from the day she met, the eyes full of lovesickness and affection cast at her, there was more tenderness in her eyes.

"Could it be that I am so similar to that Xiaoqian?" Fu Qingfeng said faintly in his heart.

Since falling into the mountain stream, the two have drifted all the way down the river. Fortunately, it was blocked by a tree root in the river, so it was not washed into the downstream shoal. dragged Ning Caichen to climb up to the river bank with all his strength and raised a bonfire to keep warm. Although after this ordeal, it can be said that it is a life of nine deaths, but it has also temporarily gotten rid of the demon that has been chasing behind.

Seeing that this scholar was talking nonsense, Fu Qingfeng reached out and tried his forehead, and it was hot in his hand. Just about to take away the palm of his hand, he grabbed it firmly.

"Xiaoqian, don't go, do you know that I miss you so much......"

Fu Qingfeng's face turned red, and when he was about to withdraw his palm, when he saw that the nerd's face was weak, his heart was soft for no reason, and he simply let him hold it.

If someone can treat Xiao Qian like this Ning Gongzi, how good it would be for me. Fu Qingfeng had this idea inexplicably in his heart, looking at the bonfire, there was a little more confusion on his pretty face.

After a long time, she woke up from her chaotic thoughts. He glanced at Ning Caichen, who was sleeping gently, and looked up at the night sky. I don't know what happened to my predecessor that week.

Tens of thousands of forbidden troops, their eyes were scarlet, and they were already fighting each other. As countless people fell, the black banner in front of Zhao Ji swayed in the wind. The souls of the dead soldiers were invisibly turned into wisps of light smoke by the black flags, and they were thrown into the countless churning souls on the black flags.

On that banner, among the pale faces, there were soon a lot of dazed and distorted faces. Full of pain and despair at the time of death!

The devil's claws are like hooks, as if they have crossed the space, and they are coming in an instant! In the blink of an eye, he grabbed Zhou Qi's chest from mid-air.

Zhou Qi, who was hooked and fell into reverie, didn't know anything about it! I saw that the blade-like nails on those five fingers were about to touch his chest!

"Amitabha!" A Buddha horn suddenly sounded from the depths of his mind. A relic that glows with multicolored light is like a star shining in the sky in the dark night, lit up in his mind!

Starlight was only a little bit, inconspicuous in the deep darkness. With the sound of the Buddha, all of a sudden, the light is great, as bright as the sun, shining in all directions.

Heavy demons, Taoist desires. It's as if the spring sun is exposed to snow, and it will be annihilated in an instant!

At the same time, in Zhao Ji's surprised gaze, Zhou Qi's body was shrouded in a pale golden light all over his body. The claws that stretched out from the middle of the air, the moment they touched this golden light, it seemed to hit an invisible wall, and they couldn't move an inch!

The sound of "snorting" continued, and Zhao Ji screamed miserably in mid-air, and suddenly retracted his arm. When I put it in front of my eyes, I saw that on the palm of my hand, five fingers were dissolved in half at that moment just now!

This person is the reincarnation of a great monk! Why are there relics hidden in the body? Zhao Ji's eyes flickered, and he faintly retreated!

Right now! Zhou Qi's obsessive gaze was already clear. The light of the Buddha on his body gradually brightened, and bursts of Sanskrit chanting continued to echo in the heavens and the earth. The tens of thousands of forbidden troops around them who had fallen into chaos and out of control, as the Zen sound entered their ears, their eyes gradually returned to clarity.

Even so, in this short period of time, a large number of soldiers died at the hands of their own robes. Seeing the bloody blade in their hands, many people couldn't help but cry out loud.

For a time, this side of the world, in addition to blood and corpses all over the ground, was full of regret and sorrow!

Zhao Ji actually has such an unguardable ghost trick! After Zhou Qi was afraid for a while, when he saw the tragic scene around him, infinite anger instantly rose in his heart!

This damn bastard dares to play with people's hearts! Unforgivable!

Everyone has their own secrets and bottom lines! This is the Pure Land that cannot be spied on and violated in the heart!

"Zhao Ji! You're damned! ”

Zhou Qi's eyes were full of anger, as if he wanted to breathe fire. After a few missions, he had seen killing, cruelty, and bloodshed, and he had felt helpless and hopeless several times, but he had never felt so angry for a moment as he saw it!

There was a soft "click" sound from inside him, as if something had been shattered at this moment.

Zhao Ji looked at Zhou Qi who was standing with a sword below, his face kept changing, and he felt palpitations in his heart.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a change in the scene in front of him.

What appeared in Zhao Ji's field of vision was a vast grassland, and he had already turned into a lion. The cliff at his feet was called the Glory Stone, and his nephew, who had been driven away from home by himself, another lion stronger than himself, stood in front of him and challenged him to the throne.

After a fight, he was finally knocked down by the Glory Stone and was seriously injured! Waiting for him is a pack of coyotes that follow him to his left and right, baring their fangs and claws at him! Soon he was torn to pieces by this group of vicious coyotes and swallowed into his belly!

"No!" Zhao Ji opened his eyes, his face full of horror. It's not true, it's just a dream, how could I become a lion! He looked left and right, and somehow he was tied to a plank! In front of him, a masked man wearing a mask, holding a strange-looking, rumbling chainsaw, was slowly sawing down his forehead!

The skull, the flesh and skin, were crushed and torn apart by the constant stirring of the saw blade. The sharp pain in his heart made him can't help but scream and howl loudly. As the saw blade went deeper, his consciousness gradually fell into darkness.

"Don't! I don't want to be sawn in two! Zhao Ji suddenly turned over and sat up, and found that this was still a dream!

At this time, he only heard a "snap" in front of him. Shocking sound! "Chang Wei! You colluded with your mother-in-law, and killed the thirteen members of Qi Qin's family. Benchin sent you to the sword! Come on! Dog-headed serving! ”

Zhao Ji saw people coming from the left and right holding him firmly, and cut his hands upside down. Escorted to a snowy guillotine!

"Master Bao is wise! Kill this dog thief! In the loud cheers of the onlookers, the guillotine slammed down!

"No!" Zhao Ji let out a miserable scream, and a big head was already flying high! His gaze got higher and higher, and when he looked down with the last of his eyes, he saw a headless corpse, dressed in a dragon robe, lying on his back to the sky!

This turned out to be true! I'm really dead!

In the capital, Zhou Qi was covered with frost. Looking down at the headless corpse at his feet, drops of blood fell from the sword in his hand that were as black as ink.

He swung a sword aura with his backhand, splitting the black banner that fell from the sky into two pieces. Countless souls poured out of the shattered banners, and their contorted faces burst into the night sky with bursts of screams and wails.

Zhou Qi looked at the souls whose faces gradually became calm in the light of the Buddha, and the anger in his heart receded slightly.

At this moment, in the secret room below the Jinluan Hall of the Imperial Palace, the faces of the two black-robed people suddenly distorted, and they let out a miserable scream in unison, turning over and falling to the ground and rolling back and forth. The whole body is like an inflatable ball!

With a "bang", the two were blown apart.

Flesh and bones scattered all over the ground spontaneously converged into the pool of blood as if they were alive. A moment later, in the center of the pool of blood churning like boiling water, a figure covered in blood slowly rose!

"Humph! Dare to tease Yu Zhen! You deserve death! ”