"Hmph, you're really looking for death!"

Xuanhu looked cold, and his tone was even sharper, "Do you have to let me ask the oracle, and the gods order you to help me?" Or ......" The slender fingers hooked a strand of hair, and the wisps of wind lifted the white veil around the body, revealing a golden token around the waist, "Or do you want me to say a few kind words in front of the gods, and tell me about the two of you who disobeyed the divine decree or something?" ”

"Hmph," although they were unwilling to sneer, the faces of the two of them turned pale in an instant, and they glanced at each other and bowed their heads without saying anything. It seems that the name of Shui Liuyu is really a very intimidating word.

"Don't always bring God out to press us....." The words were unwilling, but the tone was like a frosted eggplant, turning into a few low flies buzzing, "The relationship between the little fox and God, who else here doesn't know?" ”

They covered their mouths and laughed a few times, and their words were extremely provocative, but they could only be provocative. Unhelpful, even pointless.

Bing Ningxue shrugged her shoulders, not caring at all, or maybe she originally liked others to associate herself with him, those rumors, which seemed to be sour and rotten, came to her ears, but they were like heaven, Bing Ningxue heard it like that, and she never got tired of it. In that case, she finally had some comfort in her heart, even if it was only a faint hint. "I'm not here to ask for your opinion." As soon as the words came out, Bing Ningxue hid his face and chuckled, and the fog dissipated between his sleeves, leaving the two standing in the empty temple, looking at each other, reminiscing about the beautiful "encounter" of Fang Cai.

Time whistled by, spreading out all the way in a hurry, the flowing moon slowly slanted past the shadows of the trees, and in the blink of an eye, the eastern sky was already showing a little fish belly white.

When the early sun was high, Lou Xiaoxiao on the bed coughed lightly and opened her eyelids.

The daylight was so bright that she couldn't help but raise her hand. Hold the golden rays between your fingers. She moved in a trance, only to feel that her body was ...... It was as sore, numb and stiff as if it had been a night of physical work.

"I, what's wrong with me?" Lou Xiaoxiao squinted her eyes and struggled to look around.

In front of me are familiar potted flowers, familiar ancient trees, familiar furnishings, familiar everything.

"I ...... Am I in the Blue Pavilion? Lou Xiaoxiao was surprised, "How come?" I didn't go to ...... last night."

"Hey, where the hell did I go last night?" She patted her head. "Strange, where did I go last night?" No matter how hard she thinks. There was still a blank space in her mind, and it was obvious that all the thrilling events of the previous night had been erased from her mind by a nameless force. At this time, Lou Xiaoxiao had some rare sorrow during the day. Her heart was empty, vaguely aware of what had happened last night, and she seemed to owe something. Just, what do you owe? She pondered for a long time, but to no avail.

When Lou Xiaoxiao lowered her head and was depressed, she only heard the soft sound of the wooden door in front of her. The white-haired Phantom King pushed the door in, and there was a faint hint of worry on his wrinkled old face. The Phantom King is on crutches with a dragon's head. Slowly walked to her couch, "Hey, kid......"

With a long sigh, there were countless worries and endless complaints in the eyes of mercy.

"Master?" Lou Xiaoxiao struggled to sit up. but was stopped by the crutch. Lou Xiaoxiao raised her head, just in time to meet the phantom king's increasingly cloudy eyes. That worried look made her know a little bit in her heart. The woman lowered her head and smiled bitterly, her voice soft, "My ...... Is my hysteria happening again? A little helpless, "I'm causing you trouble again, Master." ”

She lowered her head, her long hair covering it, blocking the sorrow in her eyes, "Master, you should have let me die back then!" ”

"Good boy......" The Phantom King was kind, helped her up from the couch, and complained, "Where is Lou'er talking about?" ”

"If I had died earlier, I wouldn't have caused you so much trouble." Lou Xiaoxiao said, her eyes were already red in a blink of an eye.

"Lou'er is too careful." The Phantom King's voice was faint, but it was full of sincere kindness, and even a little reproach.

Lou Xiaoxiao smiled bitterly, ten years of getting along day and night has made her no longer able to say hypocritical words such as "to die".

She ...... Master, is she coming out again? Lou Xiaoxiao looked at the Phantom King and asked in fear. Soon, that panic turned to complaining.

"Why is she always haunted?"

"It's annoying! It's unbearable! ”

Human nature is always difficult to disguise and suppress, even if it is sometimes constrained by a norm called "morality". However, the words of restraint are not kept in the ledger every day, and they accumulate day by day, and one day when the time is ripe, they will always find an outbreak when they come, and they will always break out.

For example, Lou Xiaoxiao at this time.

Lou Xiaoxiao was angry, Qingli's brows frowned tightly, and instantly returned to the arrogance of the witch of the past, she grinned and muttered, "It's really annoying, she has been with me for ten years, and she makes me lose my memory every night, she is not irritable, I am irritable!" ”

Lou Xiaoxiao became angry and beat her body desperately, "I really don't know what she did with my body last night!" ”

"Master, look, I'm really unlucky......"

The woman babbled and complained, and the Phantom King stood aside with a smile, silent along with the dragon's head cane in his hand.

The old man stared at the apprentice on the bed with a sad gaze. What a poor child, have you always thought that there are two souls hidden in the body, repelling each other? You always call her, day and night, which one is you? Both, or, neither. Who is the person who hurt you, Lou Guoer's father? Whether it's day or night, don't you always want to speak? Leaving your mother and son, how could he be so ruthless!

The dragon head staff in the Phantom King's hand shook a few times, she closed her eyes, and only after a long time did she interrupt those complaints, "Lou'er, when you are well, take the time to see your senior brother Jiang An!" ”

"Ha," Lou Xiaoxiao indulged arrogantly, with a few contemptuous voices, "That kid, when he sees me on weekdays, he slips away like a mouse sees a cat, I haven't seen him for a few days, besides, Master, why should I go to see him?" ”

The Phantom King spoke earnestly, and slowly said everything she doubted, "Last night, the Xuanbing cold poison on your body attacked, his foundation is still shallow, in order to suppress the cold in your body, he suffered a lot of injuries, even if you don't like him, you should go to greet him." ”

"Hmph," the woman snorted coldly, sarcastically sour, "I didn't expect that he was also a kind man, and I thought that if I died, he would be happy!" He's going to save me, it's ......."

Lou Xiaoxiao pursed her lips, although she said so in her mouth, she felt sad in her heart for no reason. As he spoke, he lowered his head and thought that being a senior sister was too harsh for him.

The Phantom King, who was standing aside, shook his head and smiled dotingly, and said no more.

Haolian is the residence of the demon clan in the ancient capital, and the magic cave.

Today, the queen of the demon clan, Bing Ningxue, was interested, and specially changed into a new dress, and pulled up the bun behind her head by the way. is so simple, it can be regarded as her heavy makeup. The eyebrows are bent without drawing, and the lips are red without dotting, maybe there are too many people to kill, and after a long time of bewitching companionship, her body is filled with a thick blood aura that cannot be dissolved.

Bing Xue stood on the high point platform in the wind, and standing beside him was the old Demon King.

Bing Ningxue smiled lightly, his face was radiant, and the king with the golden crown on his side stood hollowly on the high platform, facing the soldiers of the past, showing a little malaise, the demon king's eyes were dull, and his face was filled with a strong dead air.

It was nothing but a puppet, a dead corpse.

The woman grinned and walked over, raising her hand slightly to straighten the slanted golden crown for him. "Hmm-" Bing Xue covered his face, "King, you have to behave well in this battle, you can't lose your prestige, hahaha." ”

The point generals are under the stage, the flag wind hunts, and the male soldiers are million.

What a romance?

The flags and shouts in the audience are living creatures, but unfortunately when you look closely, inadvertently, there is a touch of blue in your eyes. They have long lost their hearts.

The golem worm took root in their hearts, gnawing at them inch by inch, turning them all into walking corpses. They will only wave their flags and shout, and they will only be loyal to Bing Ningxue alone, their original intentions and persistence are just floating clouds, floating clouds.

How...... What a sorrow!

Mo Ruowei, the princess of the demon perilla, the only demon in the palace who is not controlled by the puppet insects, wore her old purple clothes and stepped up to the high platform step by step.

On the eve of the expedition, it should have been a high-spirited posture and morale-boosting, but today's Mo Ruowei is unusual. Dragons...... Hehe, Mo Ruowei smiled bitterly, let's destroy it, the remnants of the dragon clan, do you want revenge? The demons have long since disappeared ten years ago, so why fear your revenge?

Pace...... is so heavy, the bluestone steps under your feet seem so long at this moment. She walked forward step by step, as if she had walked for a century.

Stepping to the last level, Mo Ruowei stumbled under her feet, and her figure suddenly fell.

A pair of small hands as soft as bones rested on her waist, and a bewitching voice came to her ears, "Be careful, my little princess." ”

Mo Ruowei raised her hand and pushed her away.

Regarding these faux pas, Bing Ningxue was generous, she didn't care at all, she still hid her face and smiled, "My little princess, you are finally here, this palace has been waiting for you for a long time!" ”

Mo Ruowei didn't seem to hear Bing Ningxue's words, and walked past her, to the side of the Demon King, and curtsied, "Father Jin'an." ”

"Get up." Bing Xue standing behind him spoke.

"Get up." The body of the demon king, who had been dead for a long time, closed his lips one by one, and mechanically repeated the words.

Mo Ruowei closed her eyes, stunned, and couldn't get up for a long time.

"No, the king has spoken," Bing Ningxue stepped forward, helped her up, covered her mouth and smiled, "Why, the princess still doesn't get up?" ”

Bing Ningxue sneered, "Both horizontal and vertical are from the palace, and the princess might as well worship me, but she saves this set of cumbersome etiquette." ”