The male dream ant is still snatching more autumn pants, as if it has fallen into a demon. There are autumn pants for each ant leg. "My love at the end of the vast world, the autumn pants are mine, they are mine, they are all mine. "If there is no one around, the male dream eater roars loudly.

Boom! The air waves were rolling, knocking over dozens of Ji Lao, and they couldn't dodge. Before these people could get up, the male dream ant killed it, and its two forelimbs waved, brushing and brushing, and one after another sword qi slashed down, and dozens of Ji Lao were killed when they landed. "It's not me who is wrong, it's you, it's the world. Who let you rob my autumn pants? The male dream eater sneered.

After killing Ji Lao, it took their autumn pants as soon as possible and put them on.

"Master, if you don't want to kill him, I'll go. The female dreameater suddenly said, "I will prove to you that even if I don't complain, I can grow into a good complaining monk." In the same way, I will also study hard and practice hard to make my path of rotten girl go further. ”

The female dreameater seems to have made a lot of determination, and her eyes are resolute. Brush, she turned around, and the person had risen up, "The sword of flying ashes." I only heard Hua Ci say indifferently.

With a bang, a cloud of sword qi rose around the female dream eater, shaped like ashes, and surged up. "Crazy cold, I can only kill you. Hua Ci said.

Crazy Han can no longer maintain its human form, because it wears too many autumn pants, and can only be antified. Hearing Hua Ci say that he was going to kill him, he was angry and angry, and with a click, the carapace on his head cracked, and the red broken sword stabbed out together. "You want to kill me? Do you know whose sword it is. The male dream ant said angrily.

"Ah!" exclaimed the female dreameater, "the master's sword, which is hers, why is it stabbed in your head, and only half of it?" ”

"Because the other half has been refined by me. "The male dream eater said.

"Impossible, the sword of the Lord of the Evil Dragon Pond is transformed by one of her vertebrae, how can you refine it. The female dreameater said. The ashes around her were bursting out, but in fact, those were sword qi.

"You mean to say that I am refining my master's sword, just like refining herself. The male dream ant snorted, "Whatever you want to understand, it's true, you don't want to admit it, and I can't do it." Since I can't get you, I won't let other ants force you. So I can only kill you. "The logic of the crazy cold is also very speechless.

Hua Ci was jealous of the severed sword on Crazy Han's head, "Is the disappearance of the Tan Lord related to Crazy Cold?" The female dream-eater mused.

The evil dragon pond is rumored to be dead, but no one knows what the truth is. Even Truman, he doesn't know whether the current Tan Master is alive or dead.

At the moment when Hua Ci hesitated, the foolish cold suddenly attacked, its head shook, and the broken sword burst out of a sword qi dozens of zhang long, destroying the withering and decaying, and slashing forward, cracks appeared in the void, which were visible to the human eye.

"It's not good that Crazy Han can use the sword of the Tan Lord!" Hua Ci exclaimed, she raised her sword and slashed forward, and with a bang, a gray sword light slashed out, and at the same time, the ash like sword qi that swirled around her also roared angrily, following the sword light, gushing out in unison.

There was a loud bang, and the red sword qi sent out by the cold destroyed the gray sword light that Hua Ci slashed out, and the red light burst out, squirming all over the sky, sneering, sneering, sneering, and the fiery red sword stream pierced the bodies of many Ji Lao. "Your pants are mine, too. Crazy Han laughed. When he dealt with Hua Ci, he still did not forget to collect autumn pants.

Every time he collects a piece of autumn pants, he will put them on, and the pants will also float with the word "ant", which is wonderful.

Below, Autumn Pants Six was also stunned. "Dream eaters are worthy of being pets raised by the owner of the pool, and it is amazing that they can wear so many autumn pants. ”

Even Autumn Pants Six himself can only wear five autumn pants, which is his limit. "Just now, Lord Chumen went to chase the little monk of Nagarjuna and the king of Fudoji, could it be that there is a strong old man who cares about him?" Now he doesn't know that Truman's cut autumn pants are divided into several grades, Wang Zhiqiu pants are the highest grade, and autumn pants six wear Jiang Zhiqiu pants.

While!

The male dream eater crashed down, and the red short sword on his head and the gray long sword in the female dream eater's hand collided together, and the sword light burst out, and the red and gray sword qi swung around.

"Hua Ci, you dare to resist me. Idiot smiled coldly. "I will slay you with my master's sword. As soon as the words fell, the cold twisted his neck, and the red broken sword slammed into the gray long sword. At the same time, the male dreameater opened his mouth and spat out a long red thread, and whew, the red thread wrapped around the female dreameater's arm.

"Ahh Her arms were wrapped in red threads, and she lost sensation, like an iron arm, unusually heavy.

"Do you remember this red line? Crazy Han smiled, "Looking at your expression, I should remember." ”

"It's you!" Hua Ci said, "You were the one who plotted against me back then." ”

"Is there anyone else but me? I killed your whole family and deliberately appeared in front of you, all so that you could like me. But you're so disappointing. Years of waiting, years of giving, can't make you tempted by me. I don't want to wait any longer, Hua Ci, and reunite with your family. ”

The male dream eater is cold and tells the terrible past.

The female dream eater has forgotten to resist and is close to collapse. Because the last thing she wants to think about is the tragedy of the past, and now she is mentioned by the male dream eater, and he is still the culprit!

"Working hard makes me better. And you, Hua Ci, are just spoiled by me, don't understand anything, and are cruel. ”

One end of the red thread was wrapped around Hua Ci's arm, and the other end was still on the side of the cold tongue. "Do you feel it, your family's heads are all cut off by it? Crazy Han said again, he not only wants to kill Hua Ci, but also let her die without turning a blind eye.

Even in the dream-eating ant family, the infatuated cold is an anomaly, and it is born with a red thread on its back, which is regarded as ominous by the clan. The patriarch killed his parents and sister, and shaved off the red thread on his back.

After being shaved off the red line, the cultivation of the infatuated cold did not retreat, but jumped thousands of miles. It regrows a red thread, but the position has changed, hidden in the tongue lines.

After the patriarch of the Dream Eater Ant Clan killed Han's family, he also died suddenly, and after that, no one paid attention to Han. Because of this, he was able to settle quiet, concentrate on his cultivation, and carefully practice the red thread hidden in his tongue. Seven years later, he did a big thing, killing the patriarch's young son, and by the way, slaughtering Hua Ci's family.

Burst!

A cloud of blood exploded. It was Hua Ci who cut off her right arm, and therefore separated from the red line. At the broken arm, the blood rushed, but Hua Ci no longer felt any pain. "It's all your fault!" she said.

"Oh, you cut off your own arm, so bold, much more powerful than your mother, whose head and limbs were chopped by my red thread. "If she's as smart as you, she'll probably get away with it." ”

Boom!

A gray sword slashed at Crazy Cold. "Shut up, I won't stop if I don't kill you today. Hua Ci said angrily that she wanted to avenge her family.

"Gray Plains Mourning Sword. "Although it is also a famous sword, can it be compared to the broken sword on my head, it is made by the swordsmith Maoli Kogoro himself, and it is based on a section of the spine of the Tan Lord." The male dream ant said again.

Kogoro Maori, known as the sleeping god craftsman, is still alive today. He named his life's masterpiece after his daughter, Cat Pear Orchid.

The truncated sword on Crazy Han's head is the divine sword "Mao Lilan", and the sword has two colors, one is red and the other is blue.

"Kill!"

Hua Ci doesn't care so much, she only thinks about how to kill the crazy cold.

The Gray Plains Mourning Sword once again burst out with more than a thousand gray sword qi, covering the huge body of the male dream eater, entangled each of its ant legs, and of course, including those autumn pants.

The male dream eater ant did not move, and let the sword qi land on his own body. "It's so unfair to the Gray Plains Mourning Sword to be placed there for you. The name of Kogoro has been ruined by you, it's really ugly, Hanaji. ”

The sword aura emitted by the Gray Plains Mourning Sword could not slash the Idiot Cold, and he was not afraid. With a thud, the red line swept out, slashing around his legs, dusting off all the gray sword qi attached to it. "After killing you, the Gray Plains Mourning Sword will naturally become my bag. Crazy Han laughed.

"Don't you want to become a Tucao monk, I'll kill you with your most enviable Tucao Dud. ”

With a click, the spitting hair on the head of the male dream eater ant was suddenly broken.

"Ah, self-sufficiency and complaining about stupid hair!" Xiao Ling said angrily, "You are not qualified to be a Tucao monk, I don't know that my generation values stupid hair the most? Without it, your image of complaining will be greatly reduced." ”

"You're sick. The male dream eater said, "Although I am interested in the Tucao monk, I don't want to join the Tucao world. ”

The mysterious power of spitting surged, up to a thousand meters, and under the guidance of the autumn pants-shaped spit silly hair, it slapped down angrily and swept towards the female dream eater.

The Gray Plains Mourning Sword in the hand of the female dream eater couldn't stop wailing, as if she was crying.

"Hahaha, the woman I love, do you also hear the Gray Plains Mourning Sword crying, it is feeling sorry for you. Crazy laughed. And the power of spit he released suddenly rushed down, less than three feet away from Hua Ci.

As Hua Ci's master and the complaining monk who gave her name, Xiao Ling didn't do anything, she watched the male dream eater attack the female dream eater. "If you can't stop it, you are not qualified to step into my spit world and become a person of my generation. Xiao Ling thought coldly.

There are three thousand avenues, and the way of complaining also belongs to it, but if you want to become a real monk of Tucao, you can't achieve it with your efforts.

Suddenly, the Gray Plains Mourning Sword swept away the previous wailing sound.

The sword roared from the deep sea, and the sound shook the sky. Boom! The Void Owl exploded, and the majestic power of the spitting was also washed away by the sword qi. And Hua Ci is in the air, her eyes are as clear as winter water, and she is not mixed with any feelings.

Seeing those eyes, for some reason, the spiritual platform began to shake, and with a click, the healing crack on the spiritual platform burst open again.

The broken sword, the broken sword named Mao Lilan, part of the sword is pierced on the spiritual platform of the male dream ant, if the remnant sword is taken out, the spiritual platform of the cold will also collapse, and he does not want to preserve all the spiritual consciousness.

"Ahh

Bang! Bang!

The body of the infatuated cold suddenly exploded, and the blood mist was filled. But his ant legs weren't blown up, because the pants were protecting them.

"Resonance!"

Xiaoling said.

It was the Gray Plains Mourning Sword that resonated with the Cat Lilan Sword.

"No!"

"You can't do this to me, master, you can't do this to me." I did what you wanted, why ......?"

There are more and more cracks on the cold spirit platform, and there is a possibility of breaking at any time. And the Maoli Lan Sword is still moving, and it seems that he doesn't want to stay in the cold Lingtai anymore.

Suddenly, Xiaoling remembered a possibility, a legend.

The sleeping man Maoli Kogoro, in addition to forging the Gray Plains Mourning Sword and the Maoli Orchid Sword, he also forged the third sword, which is also the highest masterpiece of his life, the most perfect work, the Conan Sword.

"Could it be that the third sword, which is also the last work of Kogoro Maori, was also born? Xiao Ling said happily.

"Be ashes. Suddenly, Hua Ci said expressionlessly. Boom, the sea of swords burst out, roared angrily, and instantly rushed towards the male dream eater, devouring him.

"No, no, I'm not going to be a legend. The voice of the male dream eater ant passed through the sea of swords.

Wow!

The waves rose, and all the autumn pants floated out, hanging above the gray sea of swords, and there was a red whirlpool in the middle of the sea of swords. With a bang, the Maoli Lan Sword flew out from the cold spirit platform, and in an instant, the spirit platform of the male dream ant was shattered, and the fragments were twisted by the red sword qi and ceased to exist. And the voice of the cold disappeared.

At the same time, the Gray Yuan Mourning Sword also broke away from Hua Ci's hand, and fought with the Mao Lilan Sword, dang! dang! The two swords slashed at each other in the air, the sword light burst out, and the sound of impact was distant and desolate.

"Dream eaters. ”

Steeply, a voice rang out.

Hua Ci's familiar voice is the voice of the Lord of the Evil Dragon Pool, the voice that has disappeared for a long time.

"Is it the host. The female dreameater said.

"It's me. Tan Zhu said, "Listen to me, the Conan Sword is in a place that you can see every day but can't reach." ”

"The master is asking me to take out the Conan Sword?" Hua Ci said.

"Your companion is too useless. "The main road of the Evil Dragon Pond.

"Could it be that the master also gave the same order to the cold man. Hua Ci said again.

"Yes. The master of the Evil Dragon Pond said, she no longer concealed the female dream ant, "You are all grown up by me." ”

"So I should do what you say unconditionally, without asking the reason, only pursuing the result. Hua Ci said.

"Yes. The master of the Evil Dragon Pond said, "I can destroy the male dream ants, and I can also destroy you." I'm running out of time, and I don't have the patience to explain it to you. ”

"Master, when did your sword of divine consciousness hide in the sea of my life?" Hua Ci asked again, "If I don't promise you, you will immediately destroy everything about me, yes or no." ”

"Pets should be pets, you're not as cute as you used to be. "Tan Zhudao.

"By whom do you give, say, master? Hua Ci said indifferently, "Everything I have is given by you, including pain." ”

"What do you want to say. "Tan Zhudao.

"You let Hango kill my family, didn't you? Hua Ci said word by word.

"What kind of answer do you want to hear. The owner of the Evil Dragon Pond asked.

"I already know the answer. Hua Ci said.

"Now that you know everything, let's do it. "Tan Zhudao.

"Isn't the Conan sword in my eyes, the left eye or the right eye, I'll take it out, and give it to you. Hua Ci said, "Then we don't have a relationship anymore, you are you, I am me, and I have a name now." ”

"Whatever you want. I also don't like pets that have their own ideas. "The main road of the Evil Dragon Pond.