Chapter 135: I'm willing to have no regrets for you

A foul smell came from that tail, and the green 'color' light gradually enveloped Mo Zhanpeng's body, making him unable to move a bit. On the 'chest' of the nine-tailed fox, a little red light shone, and the 'color' of the face became more and more bright red.

It's like a heart beating. Everything is so unbelievable.

Even so, although Mo Zhanpeng was surprised in his heart, he was calm. No matter what the purpose of this monster is, it doesn't seem to want to harm him.

Even in his heart, there is such a strange feeling, as if he is a little familiar with the unknown monster in front of him. It was a vague feeling, so vague that he didn't think it was real. It's just a feeling. Killers rarely act by feeling, and generally when doing anything, they will repeatedly calculate and think. to derive the best course of action.

The killer is the 'spirit' spirit that walks in the darkness. The killer is a demon from the underworld, specializing in the 'door' to restrain people's 'sex'. They are always the most uncomfortable in the sun, because their bodies are exposed to the gaze of others. What they like the most is that under the thick night 'color', the 'yin' shadow flashes with an indifferent light, and the sharp sword at the waist will kill the enemy in an instant.

As the largest killer group on the rivers and lakes, Mo Zhanpeng is the leader of the Lore Pavilion. Naturally, he was deeply extraordinary, and when he had not yet become the sect leader, he was also an ordinary member of this lore pavilion. No matter what his identity is, he must make a contribution to the Lore Pavilion, have extraordinary skills, and play some tricks, so that he can become the leader of the Lore Pavilion.

He is always dressed in black, restrained and unassuming. When there is nothing to do, the brown 'colored' eyes are slightly narrowed, with a little indifference. The whole person is like a lonely peak, steep and unclimbable. The people in the pavilion respected and admired their sect master, because the lore pavilion was originally a world where force was respected.

His indifference, which came from the depths of his heart, made all the people afraid of him, feared him, and did not dare to approach him. Always, after reporting the information and doing the work, they leave on their own.

There are only two people in the world who always show equality and smile at him. Yu Chen, the blonde man, was considered a hoodoo child since childhood. He was with him, he watched him climb step by step to the position of the sect leader, although he was a subordinate, he was also a friend, a friend who could be trusted in the future.

It was precisely when Mo Zhanpeng saw this clearly that he 'handed' him the task of escorting Xue'er. He also did not fail in his mission, and he said everything about Cher in detail.

There was also a person, with a warm smile, tilting his head, and stretching out his hand to ask his good 'girl' child. Crystal eyes, two cute little tiger teeth, with a sunny smile. Most importantly, the deep familiarity that comes from the depths of the heart, like a thousand years of reincarnation.

There is not too much 'communication', there is not too much talk, and there is not even much understanding. He wanted to be with her so simply, and the feeling was very mysterious and surprising.

The purple 'colored' Luo skirt wrapped her graceful body, and she laughed like a silver bell. A little resentful blame, such eyes, such a 'fine' and spiritual-like 'woman'. I think of the Kong Ming lanterns, which flew on the sky, and the lights like starlight illuminated the entire lake.

Bright as her smiling face. If, if you can...... Mo Zhanpeng was deeply trapped in memories. Suddenly, there was a pain between his eyebrows, and his whole person was a 'excited' spirit. What's wrong with him? I had never thought so much about being away from her for so long, and besides, it was in this situation.

Mo Zhanpeng was facing in front of him, and the eyes of the 'female' son were as red as blood. There was extreme madness in his eyes. A sharp voice came: "You really haven't forgotten, you haven't ...... Abominable, abominable ......"

With a wave of the hand with red 'hair' and the tip of the fingernails of ten fingers, an extremely unpleasant smell came to the face. Mo Zhanpeng immediately held his breath.

In an instant, there was another ray of red 'color' light, showing the appearance of a heart, but it was only the size of a mung bean, and it seemed to carry a living creature inside, scarlet like blood, and a stronger smell filled the side hall.

The red light the size of a mung bean was as fast as lightning, and it rushed towards the center of Mo Zhanpeng's eyebrows.

"Ahh

Mo Zhanpeng was in great pain, his head seemed to have been struck by lightning, and for just a moment, he didn't know anything.

Ten thousand years away, Ouyang Heiyao narrowed his beautiful eyes, and his pupils turned into a slit, with an extreme coldness. Ling Chen, who was beside him, looked at his abnormality and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" "The last time he forcibly exercised his skills, which caused the Yuan Spirit to be damaged, Ling Chen felt distressed when he saw it, for fear that he would have another accident.

"It's nothing, it's just that a dog is disobedient, go back and clean it up." Ouyang Heiyao coldly urged him: "Hurry up, let's continue." ”

In this world, Ouyang Heiyao has nothing to be afraid of, but he is only afraid of things about the Moon Demon Snow. Even if he has great ability, even if the epiphany necklace and epiphany key he found can suppress Xue'er's body, a special golden "colored" fairy. But those gods of the Eastern Heavenly Realm who had other plans couldn't keep up with any means to do it.

He had to move quickly.

It's really hateful, that nine-tailed fox actually stabbed the 'excited' demon Zhanpeng at this pass, that is, the most taciturn 'jade' Qingjun in the Heavenly Palace.

It is better that she can complete the tasks taught to her as soon as possible, otherwise...... Ouyang Heiyao narrowed his cat-like eyes, and there was murderous intent inside. Everything, anyone who interferes with him to reverse the fate of the Moon Demon Snow, his dark god will do anything to destroy it, just like the Queen Mother of the West back then.

That 'female' person, who is compassionate on the surface, is the closest to the Moon Demon Snow, and even the Immortal Book of the Moon Demon Snow is also given by her. However, the first person to hit the Moon Demon Snow was this scheming 'woman'. If it weren't for the fact that she took advantage of the Queen Mother of the West's trust in the nine-tailed fox and took the puppet pill, I am afraid that it would not be so easy to control her.

By the way, I don't know if the problem of the depletion of spiritual energy resources in the Western Heaven Realm has been improved after a thousand years.

Although, at that time, because of the matter of the Moon Demon Snow, there was a quarrel with the God of Light. However, in the heart of the dark god, the god of light is still the closest person to him, and in this world, the god of light is his relative. They are the twins of the 'Chaos' world, controlling everything in the Western Heavenly Realm.

It's just that tens of thousands of years of conquest, countless coldness and blood, countless darkness and killing. He was tired, tired to the point that his heart was numb, so tired that he was like a walking corpse walking 'meat', until that day, that dance, that look, that smile.

I couldn't take my eyes off it. He didn't know his own thoughts, he didn't know his heart, but he was very sure that if he couldn't pull out the wheel of fate and avoid the calculations of the immortals, he might fall into numbness again, and he didn't know how many years would pass.

He was willing, willing to trade his life for her.

Regrets.

Ouyang Heiyao looked into the depths of the abyss, where it was pitch black and there was no daylight. He turned his head to Ling Chen and ordered, "If I don't come up for three days, you will crush this." ”

Ling Chen took the white 'colored' crystal-like thing from Ouyang Heiyao's hand, it seemed to be like a gemstone, but it didn't look like it, it was very light, and it was almost impossible to feel it in his hand. If you look closely, there is a faint glow, and through the light, you can see that something green is moving.

He nodded, watching Ouyang Heiyao disappear into the depths of the abyss. Ouyang Heiyao was surrounded by an enchantment, and he was not afraid that any strange creatures here would run out and hurt him.

It's just that the time is really difficult, so he simply sat down cross-legged and cultivated silently. Ouyang Heiyao needed extremely strong support, and it seemed that his opponent was extremely strong. He is nothing, but the higher the kung fu is, the greater the help for him.

Also, a few years ago, the 'girl' who followed him always called her master, but there was a sad Xue'er in her eyes.

They are all his relatives, and even if he saves his life, he has no regrets. Such feelings, presumably Ouyang Heiyao doesn't know, doesn't understand. Ling Chen smiled bitterly, he really regarded Ouyang Heiyao as his own child, although his ability was greater, he was a heavenly god, but he still had a feeling of protecting the calf.

Thousands of miles away, on a high mountain.

It was night, and the sky was dotted with stars, like the bright eyes of dolls, sparkling. It is very agile, and the terrain here is high, so you can see it more clearly.

A cold wind blew, carrying a chill. Han Qingxue couldn't help but shudder, and moved closer to the fire. It's still a little cold, my fingers are a little stiff, and the sweat 'hairs' on my body stand on end.

The night sky was quiet, and the hustle and bustle of the day had long since passed, and the place was a mess, proving the joy of that time. The Orions have already run to rest. Yuchen and 'Flower' ruthlessly also rested early under their own persuasion. Tomorrow, she supposed, the hunters should discuss things with them.

Now that you know, you should always make some preparations. It's a bad thing and a good thing for these hunters to follow, but if they are too slow, so they delay Situ Feng's treatment, it won't be good. Come to think of it, Yuchen and 'Hua' are ruthless and have their own plans for these things, and they don't have to 'worry' about it.

However, why is it always restless?

Cher sat by the fire, her elbows propped up on her knees, her chin propped up in her hands. Looking at the stars in the sky, Devil, is that you? Is something wrong with you?

Why is it so uncomfortable?

Why do I miss you so much, and I want to see you so much? Your temperature, your eyes, your 'fascinated' smile. Demon, I really can't forget you. Every time I see Yu Chen and his blonde hair, I think of the story of him and you. Your life has always been very hard, with so many responsibilities and so many people's expectations.

I had fantasized that one day with you, I would ride to the battlefield. I want to help you, fulfill your long-cherished wishes, and help you accomplish great things. Think about the scene at that time, you and I were both wearing bright armor and holding sharp swords, walking towards the final victory.

The ruthless grudge of 'Flower', the grudge of Han Qingxue, and your hopes will all be completed at the moment when Whampoa Feilong is killed. Devil, if you really can, can you take me with you and do something for you?

A strong loneliness welled up in my heart, my eyes were slightly wet, and my nose was sore. Xue'er, I don't know why I will be like this today, but I can't help it, just like I liked the devil at the beginning, so hurried and 'messy'.

"It hurts."

The heart seems to be grabbed by a hand, and the pain of oppression. Cher screamed in pain, clutched her chest, and fell to the side. But it felt like it was falling into a solid arm, powerful and warm.