Although Cui Yue's pace was slow, his steps were firm, and the murderous aura on his body suddenly burst out.

Such a change was also unexpected by Qingquan.

Jiaona's expression went from surprise to despair, and the look on her face gradually dimmed.

Finally, Cui Yue's bloodstained right hand raised the peachwood sword and hung five inches above Jiao Na's head!

Is it finally time to wrap up?

From the fox to the demon, alternating between cold and summer, I can't remember how many years, turning into a human form, refining the demon pill, fighting with the sky, and how many times my life hangs by a thread.

The road is not easy, and it is scattered today!

Is it time for the sunset on this world, at the end of the sea of suffering?

Jiao Na looked at the young man with the sword in front of her, her eyes were in a trance, her eyes were full of sadness, her expression was tired, her hatred was indescribable, and she was miserable in her eyes.

Perhaps, perhaps, this is the fate of the fate, and he will die at his hands today.

Ay......

There was no resentment, only a heavy sigh.

The murderous spirit of the young man in Jiaona's eyes finally froze in her mind, her beautiful eyes closed gently, and a crystal teardrop quietly fell down the corner of her eye, like a jade lotus petal.

Cui Yue's finger joints rattled, the small peach wood sword in his hand glowed with a faint golden light, and the spell scriptures engraved on the sword body slowly turned, and he was about to fall.

It turns out that demons also have tears.

That tear, that decisive meaning, Cui Yue couldn't help but look a little stupid, and there was a bit of hesitation in his eyes.

The quick knife cut through the mess, and he was about to start, when there was a buzz in his mind, and the ensuing stinging pain came like a tide, and the small peachwood sword in his hand almost came out of his hand.

The memory is blurry, the fragmented pictures are spliced and broken in the mind, the chaos is unknown, and the layers of fog are never real.

The mountains and rivers are broken, the white clothes are like snow, the willow eyebrows are haggard, the petals in the hands of the tearful eyes are scattered, above the green clouds, it is difficult to say goodbye when you meet, and it is difficult to say goodbye when you see each other.

Xu Shan League Nahai swears, there is no fate.

Three lives are reincarnated for the red dust of the previous life, and you and I are both dream people. One day, goodbye to mortal dust, hurried goodbye, already passers-by.

That back, that look, that tear, why, why is it so similar!

Why do I have this image in my head, my heart hurts so much, it hurts.

The sword in his hand will not be pierced out in the end.

Cui Yue had a splitting headache, his eyes were confused like madness, and he was fierce, holding a small sword in his hand and waving it casually, cutting off the three green silks of the fox demon, and slowly falling.

It's another sword, impartial, and it's exactly where the purple and gold fighting methods meet.

With a bang, Cui Yue's unintentional sword slashed right at the place where the qi and machine phase controlled the door of death, and the golden light of the spell flowed, and the door of death was broken, and the qi machine was opened.

Qingquan and Jiao Na both shook their bodies, and the huge impact made the two of them unstable, and they took a few steps back. The law in the hands of the two was broken, and the light around them was instantly annihilated.

Things changed too quickly, Jiao Na hadn't reacted yet, she had already had the color of death, where would she think of being in a desperate situation, her expression was overjoyed, regardless of the serious injuries in her body, she reversed the demon pill, turned into a white fox shadow, swished, burrowed into the darkness, and disappeared.

Qingquan was about to cast a spell again, but there was still a trace of the fox demon, so he had to give up.

Qingquan thought of Cui Yue at this time, seeing that Cui Yue was crazy and delirious, he shouted badly, hurried to his side, grabbed Cui Yue's right hand, and shouted.

"Cui Yue, wake up! Wake up! ”

Cui Yue will listen to this, struggling to the death.

"It's too up-and-coming star, and the strain doesn't stop. Exorcise evil spirits and protect your life. Wisdom is clear and the mind is at peace. The three souls are eternal, and there is no loss of soul. Haste as a law. ”

Qingquan rushed up with two fingers, and his mouth was eager to recite the Purifying Mind Mantra.

Cui Yue gradually quieted down, the Lingtai was clear, and he regained his senses.

"Brother Qingquan, I, what's wrong with me?"

Cui Yue looked at the peachwood sword in his hand, his eyes puzzled.

"I still underestimated that fox demon, when the qi is controlled, it can actually cast illusions on you, making you lose your mind."

Magic?

Cui Yue rubbed his forehead lightly, and recalled all the details that happened just now, illusion? Could it be that the incomplete picture in my mind was conjured up by the fox demon, what are those pictures, and who is that person? When Cui Yue thought of this, his head was stinging again, and he grinned in pain.

Qingquan patted Cui Yue on the shoulder and asked.

"Are you alright?"

"No, it's fine. It's just that the head hurts, what about the fox demon? ”

Cui Yue then remembered the hateful stinky fox, and hurriedly asked.

"Fang Cai's situation was chaotic, and she escaped." Qingquan said as he carefully pinned the pen in his shirt pocket.

"But don't worry, she escaped with serious injuries, and her cultivation was greatly damaged, so she won't show up easily.

She escaped? Not dead?

I don't know why, Cui Yue heard what Qingquan said in person, and he was a little happy in his heart, as if he didn't want to subdue this fox demon in his heart, and the little changes in his heart made Cui Yue himself feel surprised, how could he have such a ridiculous idea!

She is a fox demon who absorbs people's essence and does not do evil, what is wrong with herself, she will actually have compassion for her.

Qingquan saw that Cui Yueleng was silent in place, thinking that he was controlled by the fox demon illusion and had some sequelae.

"Cui Yue, you really have nothing to do."

"Huh? Oh no, nothing. ”

Cui Yue hurriedly responded, trying his best to hide the panic on his face. For fear that Qingquan would see any clues. Fortunately, Qingquan didn't see anything.

"Oh, my mother, you have to crush me to death!"

Zhang Hao, who was not far away, didn't know when he woke up, and laboriously pushed away the big and strong like a dead pig on his body.

Cui Yue looked overjoyed when he saw the two of them wake up, and hurriedly ran over and helped the two up.

Zhang Hao finally stood up and looked around, I'll go, how did this video hall get like this, the gang is fighting.

After taking a closer look at Cui Yue, his clothes were torn and tattered, and his body was covered with blood, he couldn't help but be shocked and hurriedly shouted.

"Cui Yue, what's the matter, is it Feng Tao's grandson who brought someone over!"

Zhang Hao casually pinched half of the bench in his hand, looking nervous.

"Your mother's vigilance of this revolution is quite high!"

Cui Yue was speechless for a while, and he didn't bother to explain to him, a small half of Lao Tzu's injuries were due to you.

There is also the big and strong deflated calf, whose usual fat fart is not topped, and it all weighs on me.

Qingquan was not idle, he helped a few people on the ground loosen their ties, pushed their backs smoothly, and was busy for a while, and a few people on the ground slept like dead pigs.

After Qingquan inspected it, his face was calm. A few people on the ground have lost too much of their own energy, and they haven't woken up for a while, but although their breath is weak, they should not worry about their lives, and they can go home for a few days.