ps: Three more times a day, chop your hands, chop your hands! Bai Xi is roaring, encouraging himself and spurring and spurring! So I have boundless motivation, come on, hum!

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"It's okay, it's okay......" The pale woman shook her head and smiled, although she leaned over and coughed constantly, she still comforted Suzaku behind her, "It's okay for me, this is a small injury, I can deal with it myself, don't worry too much." ”

"But this ......" Suzaku stared at the handful of blush that gradually faded from the corner of Miss's lips, and stomped her feet anxiously, "Miss is too strong, where is this a small injury, which is okay?" ”

After following for many years, I know my young lady's temperament, although she has a gentle appearance, her body is also a little weak, but if she does something with her heart, no matter who persuades her, it will be fruitless. Suzaku had no choice but to sigh, fetch water, and wipe the sweat from her forehead for her.

"Miss, it's been a long time since the dragon master was injured, it's not an overnight effort, don't be anxious, don't hurt yourself." Suzaku knelt beside her, looking at it in her eyes, hurting in her heart, and kept muttering and persuading.

True Qi infusion flowed, and an hour had passed, and Liuyue's complexion was like a pale white paper, and her body was also shaky, almost toppling.

"Miss, Miss!" With Suzaku's exclamation, Liuyue couldn't support it anymore, withdrew her true qi, covered her mouth and vomited out a mouthful of blood, the red blood flowed wet the entire palm, and dripped down her fingers, and the petals of blood flowers bloomed on the green carpet that Lifeng Pavilion had been looking forward to for a hundred years, little by little.

The slender arms, even if they were weak, were tightly wrapped around Lilong's waist, pulling him out of the abyss of the devil inch by inch, even if he tried his best, he had no regrets. The man in his arms was affected by his true qi, his mood fluctuated, he turned his head and vomited a mouthful of blood, and he didn't have time to open his eyes and say a word. and fell asleep again. Phoenix Liuyue held him up, trembling, and leaned over to put his face almost cold from the dragon. With his eyes closed, two tears slid down his eyes, and on his face, a trace of poignant water ripples bloomed.

Hua Ke ...... Do you really, really don't remember me anymore? I'm Ruyue, Ruzuki, ......"

"What has happened to you in the past few hundred years that has made you ......"

The woman was in a trance. Murmuring, like a dream.

Forcibly infusing true qi, Liuyue's body was also damaged a lot. Trembling and vomiting a mouthful of blood, "Hey...... Hua Ke ...... muttered in a low voice, and without any strength, he left the dragon and fell asleep together.

"Miss. Miss! Seeing this, Suzaku was anxious, hurriedly supported her fallen body, and hurriedly checked the pulse, confirming that the true qi was damaged, overworked, and there was no major problem. Fang was relieved.

"Hey......" There was a false alarm, Suzaku wiped his sweat and helped Ruyue to the couch.

"Miss. You really don't care about yourself! Suzaku looked dissatisfied, and said angrily to the sleeping person on the couch, "Master Lilong may not be very happy to see you like this." ”

On this day, from the three poles of the sun to the twilight of the red sun. Suzaku goes in and out, sometimes taking the pulse. From time to time, he carried a towel and waited for the two masters who were sleeping on the couch, and he was very busy. It wasn't until the starry sky was full that she felt a little tired, and the smug woman didn't care about it, and after yawning a few times, she lay down on the side of the moon couch and fell into a deep sleep.

Looking out the window, the moonlight is just right, the green shadow is slanted, and the stars are slight, flickering and blurry. I don't hear people's words, I don't see the sound of cicadas, and only a curtain of bright moon is left in the four quiets, like a silver plate hanging high, and gradually slanting away all over the ground to shatter shadows.

Today's people don't see the ancient times and the moon, but this month once looked like the ancients.

Feeling all over the heart, looking at the moon and hair, full of sorrow, inviting the moon to drink. This scene, this kind of sigh, is nothing more than through the ancient and modern, all over the world, all over the ants, at night to see the same thing, the same scene, under the influence of emotions, so I sigh: Tonight, I am lonely in this place, what are you and everyone doing under the same moon? Do you sleep together, or are you as lonely as me?

Tonight, the moon is full, thousands of homes are brightly lit, a few are happy, and a few are sad.

The sleeping Liuyue on the couch of the Feng Pavilion and the crooked Vermilion Bird on the side of the couch, even if they are tired and tired, in their sleep, the corners of their lips are also blooming with spring. When the deceased returned from the calamity, their hearts were undoubtedly full of joy.

The moonlight poured into the Demon Clan's Demon Cave, painting everything in this Dead Silence Palace with a little faint color.

The flowing wind missed the appointment tonight, and in the haze, Princess Shiso Mo Ruowei lit the palace lamp, sat alone on the stone bench in the imperial garden, and quietly opened a yellowed scroll. The dossier that I got out of nowhere, so old that it seemed that the slightest touch of my finger would make it weather.

In the cold of the night, the woman in purple shrank back, her eyes were full of moonlight, and the moonlight in the sky turned into boundless loneliness. She gathered the lantern and stared at the scroll under the lamp, carefully reading it word by word.

"Burning blood forbidden art, mind viewing, blood relatives are thick, six senses are related, condensing true qi in Baihui, gas blood in ghost lamps, leading to the soul movement, can get rid of all external objects, no obstacles, the soul is separated from the body, and the law can become ......"

"Any foreign object, any foreign object ......" Mo Ruowei muttered and repeated these words, her heart was like a bright light in front of her, and suddenly it lit up, if it was any foreign object, it would also include the thousand-year-old ice prison? Mo Ruowei was overjoyed for a while, and when her heart moved, the corners of her lips hooked up with a smile.

Brother Wang, in the ice prison that day, the ancient books you asked me to find in the Demon Palace Library have indeed come in handy today!

"Why is the princess happy?" dragged out a long tone, and the demon Ye was like a manzhu sawah blooming on the Huangquan Road, seducing the soul. It came into Mo Ruowei's ears, but it made her hear so much, with bad intentions. The woman covered the corners of her lips, and her ethereal voice slowly tempted, "Why don't you say it so that you can share it with this palace?" ”

Hearing this, Mo Ruowei knew that the person who came was not good, and she was thinking about the ancient tree in front of her, and she was a little flustered, but at this time, it was too late to collect books.

She slowly closed the book, picked up her skirt and got up, her demeanor was calm, and the corners of her mouth even pouted with Fang Cai's smile, "If I say what pleases me, I'm afraid the queen won't want to hear it!" ”

"The princess said with a smile," Bing Ningxue smiled with a smile, "You and I have saved this mother-son status after all, and the princess is happy, and this palace is willing to share this joy, why don't you want to hear it?" ”

"Haha," with a chuckle, Mo Ruowei's voice was cold, and she didn't look back, "What makes me happy, I'm afraid it will give the queen a headache." ”

"How so? The palace is reluctant to give up on the princess, but the princess is cruel and lives up to the hard work of the palace. ”

The bewitching woman stared, and her gaze fell directly on the ancient book closed behind her, showing a little curiosity, "It turns out that the princess is also a person who reads, the night is so deep, the palace lights are dim, and she is still reading hard?" ”

"Thanks to the queen's blessing, now in the princess's mansion, only I am left and a few necessary materials, the palace lights are dim, I have to borrow the moonlight, and I can read a few words," Mo Ruowei said in a light tone, as if telling the story of others, "As for the hard work, it is just human nature, blood feud is not lost, anyone wants to get the secret book of martial arts, so as to improve their cultivation and slash the enemy!" ”

"Well, there is some truth," Bing Ningxue nodded, her eyes playful, "Then dare to ask the princess, what magic method has you found?" ”

"Yes," Mo Ruowei picked up the book, smiled and handed it to Bing Ningxue, raised her eyebrows and said, "Do you want to see the method of killing the Nine Sky Cloud Fox?" ”

"Huh?" Bing Ningxue was stunned, then hid her face and chuckled, and pushed her hand away, "There is a way, so why don't you start it immediately?" ”

"Wait for the right time."

"This palace, waiting for teaching."

"Shiso sends off the queen."

"That's right," Bing Ningxue raised her hand loudly, Mo Ruowei turned sideways, and a blood-colored pill was instantly received in her palm, "This medicine can temporarily relieve the pain of the burning fire on Mu Xi's body, if you want to completely cure the medicine, after the matter is completed, this palace will give it to you." ”

After the words came out, the ice and snow brushed her sleeves, and a red dress like Mo Ruowei's heart was red and dripping blood, meandering, and gradually disappeared into the thick dark night.

Mo Ruowei stood quietly in the night, looking at her far away, and then lowered her eyebrows and breathed a sigh of relief. The yellowed ancient book was still in her hand, and the last page was already soaked with cold sweat oozing from her palm. It's really dangerous!

Mo Ruowei closed her eyes and was relieved, knowing that if she had no defense, she would be as smart as ice and snow at this time, and she would definitely know it in the morning. Between her thoughts, Mo Ruowei narrowed her eyes, and between her hands, purple aura erupted from between her eyebrows, and when she was scattered in all directions, she was already in a different world.

The purple mist stretched in all directions, giving birth to thorns everywhere in the boundless void, and the crazy vines grew, isolating the space from the outside world. Princess Shiso frowned, then sat cross-legged on the thorns, and turned her sleeves to condense a ghost lamp. The ghost lamp resembles a skull head, and when you raise your eyes, you can see that the white bones of the forest are craggy, eerie and terrifying, and the heavenly spirit cover is like being cut open by a sharp axe, and a gap blooms, as if there is some strange aura, emanating from the gap. Mo Ruowei did not hesitate, the golden hairpin cut through the palm of her hand, and slowly injected her purple blood into the gap.

Blood gushed down, gradually filling the entire skeleton. At this time, I saw a few traces of demonic purple light emanating from the sockets of the skeleton's lost eyeballs, and the entire ghost lamp slowly floated into the air as if it had life.

Mo Ruowei raised her hand, the sparks scattered, splashing on the crack on the top of the skeleton's head, the ghost lamp ignited instantly, and in an instant, the space around Mo Ruowei's body gradually flashed with a little bit of weird phosphorus fire, and there seemed to be a beast calling in the haze, and a hundred ghosts sang at night.

Mo Ruowei closed her eyes, condensed her qi in Baihui, and on her bloody palm, a purple silk thread was condensed, connected to the end of the ghost lamp, and injected her own blood inch by inch.

"The ghost burns the blood of the devil, and the soul of the king is drawn to the place of the heart."

After a word, purple rays emanated from her forehead, and the skeleton ghost lamp was also full of light, and the many demons floating in the void seemed to see blood food, howling and rushing into the ghost lamp, scrambling to suck the blood. The woman sitting cross-legged, with her long hair hanging down and her face pale, had lost her life.