Nie Xiaofeng, who was in the crook of Luo Xuan's arm, suddenly closed her eyes and let out a terrible scream, her brows were furrowed, her expression was extremely painful, and her body struggled from side to side, as if she had suffered some great crime in a dream.

Luo Xuan suddenly panicked, he picked at the sarcoma on the stomach wall of the Buddha with one hand, and hugged her with the other, it was inevitable that he couldn't do anything under such an action, so he simply let go and flew into the air, and pulled the Shengying Sword on her waist and inserted it into the stomach wall of the steaming Buddha.

Feeling that the Buddha roared angrily outside, the sword of the living soul was humming endlessly, Luo Xuan hugged Nie Xiaofeng and jumped onto the trembling sword body, he knelt on the sword on one knee and placed her flat on his knees, and turned her eyelids with his free hand to check the injury.

I saw Nie Xiaofeng's eyes white, foaming at the mouth, her limbs trembling, two rows of teeth still biting her tongue, her consciousness was dark and confused, Luo Xuan knew that she was being entangled by painful spiritual memories and tricks, but she couldn't wake up no matter how she lived, he frowned, buckled his face at the moment, lowered his head to seal his mouth, and stuffed his tongue into her mouth for her to chew and bite.

The two of them touched each other's foreheads, their divine senses were connected, and Luo Xuan's spiritual sense also sneaked into Nie Xiaofeng's nightmare on a portable plane.

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Luo Xuanhua's palm was coming, Nie Xiaofeng curled her clothes to avoid it, Luo Xuan's palm wind suddenly changed direction in mid-air, and the powerful five fingers pierced through the wind and suddenly grabbed her throat.

Nie Xiaofeng only felt that his throat bone was crushed in an instant, and he suddenly had difficulty breathing, his mind was so dark that he was about to explode, and the wound on his back from the silkworm penetrated through the bones also melted away with Luo Xuan's fingers. She held her two daughters in one hand, and the other hand holding the dragon tongue sword desperately pressed Luo Xuan's big palm that grabbed her neck.

"Master... Child, our child ... ”

She gradually begged in a blur, if Luo Xuan cut her throat at this moment, the two children would fall headfirst to the ground, her arms holding the swaddling clothes became more and more powerless to support the weight of the snow Xuanshuang, the two swaddling clothes slowly slid to the ground, she looked at Luo Xuan with tears in her eyes, her eyes were full of pleading.

Luo Xuan waved his backhand, volleyed out a palm and slapped Nie Xiaofeng's back, Nie Xiaofeng's mouthful of blood grew, and all the meridians around her body had exploded, she flew over the roof beam with her two daughters, and carried it back to the new couch, and the dragon tongue sword hit the bed wall with a "clang" and bounced back on her.

The two baby girls fell on her left and right, crying, Nie Xiaofeng lay prone on the bed, and what caught her eyes was the embroidered brocade case of mandarin ducks playing in the water on the big red pillow.

The red candles in the room "crackled" and lit again, Luo Xuan paced back to the new couch, lifted the dragon tongue sword on her back, and slowly pulled it away:

"Let me tell you, why the Nie clan can't pull out this dragon tongue sword in one mouth. Because the dragon tongue sword is cast by the gods and Buddhas, it has a pure atmosphere, specializing in killing monsters, and your Nie clan has been a demon for generations, so you are asking a devil, how can you pull out this dragon tongue sword specially forged for subduing demons and eliminating demons?"

Nie Xiaofeng's vest was upward, and she couldn't see Luo Xuan's movements, but she felt that her body was pressed by a sonorous force, and she couldn't even turn her neck, and suddenly felt a chill on her back, and it turned out that her clothes had been swept away by the sword blade a few times and thrown out of the bed curtain.

Luo Xuan lifted the blade of the sword, pressed Nie Xiaofeng's head with one hand, stroked on her bare back, and carefully carved a huge "demon" word, blood was all over the snow's back, and soon soaked the entire marriage bed, Nie Xiaofeng raised his head and cried, screaming miserably, his hands clenched the red quilt, his feet kept shaking and kicking on the edge of the bed, and the cries of Xue Xuanshuang beside him were higher and higher, and they couldn't cover her screams.

Luo Xuanshu put the dragon tongue sword into the bed next to her cheek, and put one hand on the hilt of the sword and said:

"Doing this for the teacher is to make you remember your duty, and in the future, Jiangxue Xuanshuang will also recognize what kind of person their mother is, so that the two of them will be ashamed and courageous, and never repeat your life. ”

Nie Xiaofeng's whole body was covered in blood, and her whole body trembled, and Luo Xuan carried the dragon tongue sword under her and easily lifted her over. Nie Xiaofeng's belly pocket rope was broken, and she slipped to the ground in response, she looked up at him naked, her eyes full of fear and numbness of resignation.

When the ruthless sword blade approached again, Nie Xiaofeng closed her eyes in despair, and the burning pain of cutting came from her cheeks and forehead in turn, her lips trembled, and tears mixed with blood gurgled down.

Luo Xuan retracted his sword blade with satisfaction, looked down at Nie Xiaofeng, who was engraved with the word "demon" on his face, and smiled warmly:

"That way, you won't always want to go down. ”

The candle flame in the new house "hula" sounded and went out again, and that night, Nie Xiaofeng's last vision saw only a blonde-haired, white-robed and snow-winning military immortal, who carried a foolish sword and broke in, and a sword pierced Luo Xuan's throat. Luo Xuan was knocked into the inside of the bed, and a fiery red Lang costume suddenly dissolved on the wall of the new room.

"Xiaofeng!"

Luo Xuan was overwhelmed, and he put his hands together and wanted to pick up Nie Xiaofeng on the bed, but he saw that she was bleeding everywhere, and he couldn't pick her up.

"Xiaofeng is not afraid! It's just a nightmare, it's an illusion, it's not real, it's not real! Wake up!"

Luo Xuan hoarsely held Nie Xiaofeng's face in pain, and her ten fingers trembled and stroked her cheeks engraved with the word "demon" - she never knew that in her heart, she could be so ruthless, this is the fear of him that has been hidden in the deepest part of her heart!

Nie Xiaofeng was stunned, a pair of big godless eyes stared straight at his face, her two bloody lips twitched, and she called slightly:

"Army. ”

In an instant, the forest, the horses, and the cabins in the forest were all gone. Luo Xuan looked up and found himself standing on a vast wilderness, the clear moon was cold in the distance, the twilight crow was spinning low, he looked behind him, and saw Nie Xiaofeng holding the hand of a small blonde young man, standing side by side among the corpses of the merchants and soldiers all over the ground.

In front of the three of them was an endless wide official road, behind them was an unknown wilderness, and in the middle, two newly built low tombs side by side.

"Sister, the father and mother of the army have been buried in the ground, and the army will follow you in the future, okay?"

The blonde boy looked up at Nie Xiaofeng, who was clearly a pair of carvings and clear, concave and convex outlines unique to people of different races, and a Chinese accent but the words were correct and round.

The scene in front of him changed in an instant, when Luo Xuan fixed his eyes again, it was already the time when the climate of the Underworld was Xiaocheng, Nie Xiaofeng and the army had the first pavilion in Quanzhou City, and the two of them were nested in a square inch room of less than ten square meters, Nie Xiaofeng was taking the green shirt and coat that the army had taken off, and sat in the light of the beans and sewed the cuffs of the collapsed lines.

At this moment, the army is thirteen or fourteen years old, and the appearance and bones of the alien are already taller and stronger than those of the Han people, but now he has a faint green hair under his chin, and the sturdy outline of the heroic son is about to be touched.

He quietly looked at Nie Xiaofeng, who was bowing his head and sewing under the light, and said coldly: "Xiaofeng, in four years, I will be eighteen and eighteen adults, and on that day, I will marry you!"

Nie Xiaofeng was stunned, the needle and thread in his hand did not stop for a moment, and said, "Well, let's talk about it on that day." ”

The young man was anxious: "Don't always perfunctory me! I'm serious, Xiaofeng, you will have to marry me when that day comes!"

Nie Xiaofeng raised his head at this time, and said in a slightly sullen tone: "When did you have to call me by my name?"

Lu Jun had a straight face: "I'll just call you! Anyway, if you're going to be my wife in the future, how can I keep calling your sister down? Those Han people will laugh at me for eating soft rice!"

Nie Xiaofeng finally stopped the needlework, tilted her head to stare at him with a serious look, and the army confronted her through the faint light in the room, insisting like a decisive battle of life and death. Nie Xiaofeng lowered his eyes, Lan Lan exhaled, and buried himself in his clothes:

"Let's talk about it. ”

The years have been going on and on, all the way forward, Luo Xuan has seen the seven years of her and the army in Nie Xiaofeng's memory.

"If you're not happy playing the flute, why do you play this flute?"

The young man with different pupils became taller and taller, and after a few days of not seeing him, he seemed to be reborn, and the young man stepped forward and snatched the long flute in her hand, and forced a round purple glazed pottery into it:

"Try this! It's called Tao Xun, and it's an instrument left by my father. Daddy said that we people in the Western Regions originally relied on nomadism and business all over the world to survive, and everyone can play this instrument, which is said to dissolve the loneliness of people's hearts and make everyone no longer wander. Look at its appearance, round and thick, the color is solid, does it feel like home?"

Nie Xiaofeng hesitantly took Tao Xun, the young man urged again and again, she never handed it to her lips, but never listened to her play Xiao again, and instead gave the cold snow soul flute to the third disciple with the highest qualifications and the most psychic of music and rhythm, Mei Jiangxue.

In Nie Xiaofeng's memory, the years passed like a leaf, Luo Xuan followed silently all the way, and the last scene he saw was the last moment when Feng and Jun got together.

She hid behind a late-blooming cherry blossom forest in the heavy snow, and quietly watched the army ride a tall black horse all the way away. On that day, the snowflakes were so big that it seemed that the whole sky was a snow-white bird, but suddenly all its feathers were bounced away.

She stared at his back for a long time through the snowflakes, and the moment the green shirt disappeared into the horizon, her eyes trembled, and she woke up like a dream to chase, and the water-blue skirt ran for a long time between the snow on the ground and the purple and red cherry blossom forests on both sides, but she was tripped by the cherry tree roots buried in the snow and fell to the ground.

White snowflakes wrapped in pink cherry petals swept away the whole world. She picked up the Tao Xun he sent, and for the first time in her life, she pressed her lips together and played the first note tremblingly.

The snow was all over the sky, mixed with the ancient cold wind whistling all over the ground, and Tao Xun's faint melody failed to bring her awakening out of the cherry blossom forest twenty miles outside the outskirts of Hades. Between the mountains and paths, only a touch of snow rode on a green shirt, and went away to Xiao Xiao outside the plug.

Through the ages, the clear river is sorrowful, and the small eternity is unbearable, only to see the lonely people coming and going, and the ethereal and lonely one boat.

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"Army, army。。。。。。 ”

Nie Xiaofeng was lying on Luo Xuan's lap, her voice was extremely weak and resolute, Luo Xuan lowered her head and hugged her tightly, and every inch of true qi ignited up and down Zhou's body.

In the abdomen of this powerful Buddha, it turned out to be a killing ground for body and mind, and the cruelty was excessive. The corrosive acid sea below that had devoured countless creatures of the Nine Realms hit inch by inch, and Luo Xuan picked up the unconscious Nie Xiaofeng and stood up from the sword of the Immortal Being.

This powerful Buddha can count thousands of calculations, and he can't be more restrained in the Buddha body, but the great Brahma only doesn't know that he has Qiankun steel.

High in the sky, the Seven Great Banner Immortals flew up and down around the powerful Buddha who had swallowed the "Spirit Army" and Nie Xiaofeng, looking for weaknesses in their attacks. Li Buddha lowered his head and carefully stepped on the palaces and immortals that the Buddha could see, and turned a blind eye to the wanton harassment of the seven flag immortals.

Seeing that he was so loyal to his duties, Wan Yanmin felt a great sorrow in his heart: It's over, as soon as the essence of Holmium Zun Cao is transferred, he will suffer from this catastrophe, and he has proudly stood in the Nine Realms of Qiankun Dazong Tianzhou, which has proudly stood in the entire Qiankun pre-era and the current era, this time it is really over!

Li Buddha, who had been walking, suddenly stopped, only to see his big palms open, and slammed into his chest again and again, and the Buddha body that stood up to the sky and the earth quickly transmitted a dazzling cold and cold essence light, and Li Buddha raised his head and let out a desperate long roar, and his face showed incomparable pain and fear.

With a loud sound of heaven and earth resonance, the huge body of the Buddha was torn apart from the inside out, and the flesh and flesh of the Buddha, the bones and organs of the Buddha all over the body flew in the sky of the Great Vertical Tianzhou, and the pieces and clusters were sprinkled between the remaining ten thousand palaces on the Tianzhou.

The flesh and bones of the Buddha were all scattered, and in the same place, the Immortal of the Martial Army appeared in the blood and smoke in the sky with Nie Xiaofeng in his arms.

At that moment, Wan Yan Min was sure that he saw that all the stars and men of the heavens and universes were rushing over, gathered on the arms of the immortals, and gathered into a radiant star and heavenly blade, which was as fast as a meat grinder, and instantly cut a tall Buddha to pieces.

The dying screams of the Buddha pierced the sky over the entire Tianzhou, and the rest of the Buddha put down their work one after another, turned around and walked towards the clouds on the other side.

The Buddha who is at the top of all things has been exterminated and killed in the realm of the gods, which is really a strange story in the universe!