The wails were enclosed in the huge hall and tilted for no more than half a minute, and despair ate away at the living monk's desire to live.

It's just dozens of spirit beasts, if these monks saw it back then, I'm afraid they wouldn't have added countless companions on the way to death.

You must know that the blood-colored plum blossom in the center of the eyebrows of the Mojia god of war was used as a ward off evil spirits rather than women's makeup 10,000 years ago, or to take revenge, and to do things that hurt morality, they all had to worship the plum blossom between her eyebrows, which symbolized war and death.

Now he is reappearing, but it is just for the sake of a battle of wills or for the so-called family glory.

Mo Zishu poked her forehead, lowered her eyes, and her long eyelashes shimmered with a glimmering light; Like the morning dew dripping from an inky peony, clear and dangerous.

The pattern of the eyebrows was attracted by the exercises, and the unfolding flowers slowly shrank, and the petals gradually closed, returning to the beginning of life and becoming a small flower bone.

She doesn't like the name that others rely on her hard work to build.

This should be a famous earthquake in the Three Realms, which is feared by everyone, and they can't wait to retreat; Instead of becoming an existence of worship and longing.

The Holy Maiden of the Canghai Sect was pale, unsteady on her feet, and staggered, and then stumbled towards Yun Yu.

The eldest lady of the Yun family caught the saintess who was shocked and lost her body coordination, pinched her chin, and seemed to smile: "Before the state banquet, the saint doesn't have to salute." ”

Hearing the word 'state banquet', the sea-blue eyes lit up, and he approached Yun Fei, staring at the red lines that appeared like shadows, and asked in a low voice, "But the inheritance of the Mo family's god of war?" “

This familiar color and texture must be the descendant of the god of war!

It is a pattern that everyone in the sea must remember by heart and never forget!

"Yes and what, and what is not?" Yun Yu pushed away the ecstatic saint and mocked: "How did you lose your heart and go crazy?" It's the holy daughter of the Canghai Sect, but she can't defeat herself without a fight. “

Jun Yan, the young lord of the Canghai Business Domain, who had turned into a prototype on the side, realized that something was wrong, and just as he was about to provoke the fox to make a look, he was snatched by the holy woman who grew up together and wanted to pull him over before.

"Canghai Sect Holy Maiden Lan Lin has seen the Holy Lord!"

Lan Lin shouted feverishly and fell to his knees with extreme excitement and joy in his eyes.

With tears in her eyes, Lan Lin knelt down on one knee, she burst into tears, and said, "Finally let Canghai wait for the heir of the God of War!" “

Yun Yu's eyes widened uncontrollably, but the stiff fox on the side rolled around, and he was also very reluctant to crawl at the feet of the eldest lady of the Yun family.

"Wait, what Holy Lord."

"Whoever inherits the inheritance of the God of War is the Holy Lord. You are the third Holy Lord. “

"Please also ask the Holy Lord to punish the ignorant Lan Lin!"

The Holy Maiden of the Canghai Sect, who offended the Holy Lord, tore off the war streaks from the corners of her eyes and let the blood gush out, bearing the blame for her ignorance.

The prostrate fox moved its nose, its eyes rolled slightly, and after noticing the eyes of the master in the crowd, it struggled for a moment, but still closed its eyelids.

Mo Zishu spread her five fingers and rubbed the white tiger's head back and forth, rubbing the young beast's fluff tightly against the soft skin without stopping.

She has been waiting for the opportunity to meet the Holy Maiden of the Canghai Sect, but it is her cheap sister. used her self-created exercises, but it was an additional cause and effect of master and apprentice.