The black mist rolled, and a pitch-black claw, like a soul hook in the middle of the night, poked out violently and grabbed Li Qing's heart. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Li Qing's face was heavy, and while retreating with strength, his body shrank and slammed into Fu Xixiang's heart-digging claw with his shoulder.

Boom!

Li Qing's shoulders were numb, blood flowed for a long time, and five deep scratches were left on his shoulders, and even his shoulder blades were shattered.

And Fu Xixiang's indomitable momentum was also blocked, and the five open fingers were stained with a trace of flesh and blood, but the little thumb at the bottom of her palm was a little abnormally bent.

Fu Xixiang was furious in her heart, and the more she fought, the more she felt that the young man in front of her was difficult. Moreover, this person's original frustrated and flawed combat methods actually continued to improve in the collision.

It's like a martial arts teacher teaching his disciples through actual combat.

It's all over, though.

Fu Xixiang spread out her hands, and the whole person floated.

On her body, countless pores opened and beads of blood bubbled out.

In just an instant, the whole person was wet with a layer of blood.

"Xiang'er, I hope you will never use this trick." In his ears, a voice sounded softly, and Fu Xixiang's blood-red eyes, which were originally full of anger, dimmed little by little.

At the same time, on her body, the black mist was directly swallowed by the blood qi. The blood-red mist, as it enveloped her, rolled violently, and from a distance, it looked like a layer of blood-colored flames burning violently.

Rumble!

All the blood mist took off into the air and gathered together, like the surging tide of the Qiantang River, with the momentum of thousands of horses galloping, directly rushing towards Li Qing.

Li Qing's face was ugly, and he yelled anxiously in his heart, but his body was motionless, as if he was locked, and he could only watch the blood waves rushing and pounce.

Rumble!

At this moment,

The roar rang out.

The flames burned, the air boiled and twisted, and the hard, cold ice began to show signs of melting.

A weak figure completely resisted in front of Li Qing.

The raging flames came out of the weak body, and the scorching heat was unbearable.

Li Qing's body smelled burnt, and his hair, eyebrows, and clothes were all scorched in different ways under the high temperature.

However, Li Qing didn't care about these at all, let alone the hot and red skin that was baked by the high temperature, but inexplicably looked at the weak figure in front of him under the huge flames.

It was—a ghost baby who had only been born for more than two months.

Rumble!

Blood-colored waves crashed down, and the raging flames bombarded each other to cancel each other.

Snort!

The flames continued to shrink and weaken, and the momentum and power of the galloping blood waves of thousands of horses also weakened a little. Suddenly, Li Qing, who couldn't move in the slightest, felt the pressure on his body loosen in vain.

Rumble!

The blood wave was monstrous, completely engulfing the flames, leaving only a small part of the blood wave, which continued to pounce towards Li Qing.

Li Qing gritted his teeth and stared at the blood wave. When the blood wave completely engulfed the flames, Li Qing seemed to see the flames, the baby smiled with its mouth wide open, and opened its hands, as if it wanted someone to hug it......

Rumble!

The blood wave swooped down, drowning Li Qing, who had barely created a layer of ice armor.

Smack!

In mid-air, Fu Xixiang, who was dry all over, fell on the ice, and her body was turning into ashes and dissipating little by little.

Fu Xixiang, whose body had lost control, tried to turn her eyes and look in the southwest direction.

The corners of the eyes, with crystal tears and reluctance.

"I'm sorry for you! Back then, I betrayed the kingdom of heaven and used my beauty to sow discord among the kings of the kingdom of heaven, so that they could kill the king, and quickly turned from an army that could have conquered the world to a group of robbers who killed people and set fires, greedy for glory and wealth. ”

"You know what? I forged my identity and entered the kingdom of heaven, and I kept hearing all kinds of legends about you, and finally on that day, I saw you, your heroism, your heroism, all imprinted in my heart. ”

"However, I am not worthy, I am a woman who can be a husband, and my mission is to sow discord and corrupt your regime......"

"I did it, let you kill each other, but I also saw in your eyes, disappointment in me, and, disgust!"

"I'm sorry for you, if it weren't for me, you would have taken over the world. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have killed each other, and you wouldn't have ended up walking alone in the southwest. They will not disband the army and enter the enemy camp alone. ”

"It's me, it's me who caused you to be scolded, to let you down the subordinates who trusted you, to kill you by a thousand cuts, and even more to kill you, and even more so to be locked in the abyss, and you will never recover!"

"I'm sorry, I thought, since I can't do one thing for you while I'm alive, maybe I can do one thing for you when I'm dead. It's just a pity that in the end, whether I was born or died, I couldn't do a single thing for you! ”

"If there is an afterlife, I wish I were me, I wish, you are not your ......"

……

Pengcheng Longhua District, Lemon Water Pavilion Villa Area.

Luo Fei was sitting precariously, and he didn't dare to come out of the atmosphere.

And in front of him, at the desk that originally belonged to him, an old Taoist priest in a Taoist robe sat on a comfortable soft chair, holding a cup of tea, and drinking it gently.

Knock knock!

Just then, there was a slight knock on the door.

Luo Fei took a deep breath, glanced at the indifferent old Taoist priest, and said softly: "Come in." ”

The wooden door of the high-end study was pushed open, and a woman who looked like a sister-in-law walked in.

"Master, the doorman called and said that a gentleman named Li Qing was visiting."

"Well, if you go and talk back, you will say that it is my guest."

Waving his hand to avoid the servant, Luo Fei glanced up at the old Taoist priest, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and then he covered it up well.

"Mu Dao Chief, Li Qing is really here."

"Hmm." While drinking tea, the old Taoist priest looked at a few paintings on the desk, and waved his hand towards Luo Fei, "Go ahead, do what I told you, and afterwards, you will inevitably benefit." ”

"This ...... But......" Luo Fei looked a little hesitant.

"Huh?" The old Taoist snorted softly, raised his head expressionlessly, and looked at Luo Fei.

Luo Fei tightened his body, and bursts of cold sweat broke out on his back.

"Okay, I know what you're worried about, don't worry, he, I don't like it yet. All I fancy is the ghost baby. ”

"Go ahead and do as I say. And with that ghost baby here, even if he goes to that place, there will be no danger, and it will not affect your future plans. ”

Luo Fei's eyes flashed, his face was cloudy, and finally his thoughts turned into a sigh, and he bowed and retreated.

Whether he wanted it or not, in fact, there was no choice.

Looking at the slowly closing wooden door of the study, the old Taoist priest took a sip of tea and his eyes fell on the desk again.

On a long high-quality wooden desk, there are three paintings.

Painting, from the yellowed paper and simple painting method, it is not difficult to see that it is the product of a long time.

In the lower left corner of these three paintings, the same few small words are written - "Written by Yang Kaiyuan with feelings"!

And in the three paintings,

The first painting shows a young man standing on top of an icy lake with a broken black bead in his hands.

In the second painting, in a courtyard overgrown with epiphany, the young man in the first painting, with his eyes closed, is on his hands, one hand is snowflakes flying, and the other hand is raging.

In the third painting, the young man in the first two paintings, stands on top of an iceberg, and at his feet, there are some stumps and severed arms, and blood stains the white ice.

Among these stumps and severed arms, there was a diminutive dwarf who looked exactly like Luo Fei, a dwarf who had just walked out of the study.