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And the handsome face of the figure condensed by the black mist only lasted for a moment, and then he put away the chuckle, and the silver white hair that had not yet been tied moved slightly, and between the light grip of the palm, a stiff body suddenly appeared, and the bloody eyes were cold and said: "Since the soul has left the body, it is better to let me use one or two~!" ”

"Demon King~!"

Wang Chuyi, who was full of guilt and carrying his disciples~ only felt a light behind him, and when he saw the conspicuous explosive hair on the head of the hanging head carried by the silver-haired and blood-eyed guy opposite, he instantly screamed urgently.

"Heh~" The Black Shadow Demon Lord chuckled and glanced at him, and the palm of his left hand moved slightly~, and with a stream of black gas evaporating, surrounding Zhao Zhijing's sluggish and stiff body, but even the clothes disappeared, leaving only a green steel saber that fell to the ground with a clang.

"You ......" Wang Chuyi, who was staring at his disciple all the time, was already flawed this time, and before he stepped forward, he felt a shock in his waist behind him, and couldn't help but turn his head and say angrily: "Senior Brother Danyang~, the tribute is now ...... bones."

"Changchun~, you watch Yuyang for the time being!"

"It's ~ Senior Brother!" Hearing the sound, Qiu Chuji walked over with a chin bowed head although his face was complicated.

As Qiu Chuji and the other Quanzhen sons who came to help him pick up the sleeping Wang, Ma Yu's palm was retracted from the Wang's neck~, and then he stepped forward and waved his hand and said, "Please also remember the Demon Lord's transaction yesterday!" ”

"Hmph~" The black shadow couldn't help but snort lightly when he heard it, and then a clear jade bottle flew out of the cuffs of the black robe slightly, and he also said coldly: "This is the seven blood spirit pills~, which will help you open your spiritual sense to hone your flesh and blood!" Saying this, he glanced at the mountain range not far away, and then said, "But it's not worse than the Tsukidan refined by that guy!" ”

Hearing the Demon Lord's somewhat arrogant words, Ma Yu, who had been frowning for a long time, looked at the few round and red pills in the crystal clear jade bottle in his palm, and finally exhaled lightly, waving his hands before he could make a sound, the Black Shadow Demon Lord's body turned and turned into a mist and dissipated into the forest.

However~, a dignified whisper left behind when the demon lord turned into fog made the sober Quanzhen Wuzi in the forest stunned instantly.

"For the sake of the origin of Lu Yan's sword that day~ I will report his words today~! Although the Yuan Shen of Lu Chunyang has passed away, the avenue is fifty ~ Tianyan forty-nine, there is life and death in all worlds, and there is still life in heaven and earth. Transcend the cycle of life and death ~ only cross the river of time! If it is the spirit of yours, the soul condenses the consciousness ~ the incense looks up in the mind to contemplate and support the thoughts, and the passage of time can still gather the spirit ~ re-condensed in this world. I want to come to that monkey when the yen spirit turmoil is because of this~! ”

……

"Boom~~Crackle~"

Half an hour later~, the forest Xiao Xiao wind and clouds rolled up in the sky, but it was gloomy, accompanied by a thunderous sound resounding in the ears, and the five sons of Quanzhen woke up from the state of staring at the words and comprehending the words.

"Senior Brother~!"

"Senior Brother Danyang~!"

With a few light calls, the light in his eyes flashed, and the palm of Ma Yucang's beard moved slightly, but he turned around in an instant, and then said in a solemn voice: "Teach the law!" Today, I returned to the fast rumor to convene the disciples of each hall~, and those who are still left outside urge a letter, if the ancestral court ceremony has not returned to the mountain a few days later, I will be expelled from the south of the whole truth! There is no such thing as tolerance! ”

"Yes~, obey the law!"

Although Ma Yu's words were extremely harsh and seemed to be unkind, Qiu was clever and Tan was at the end, but they didn't have the slightest opinion.

"Hmm~!" Ma Yu nodded his head again, and then swept the dust and waved his hand: "Handle the machine~, bring Yuyang~, let's return to the ancestral court at speed!" ”

"It's ~ Senior Brother!"

In an instant, the five sons of Quan Zhen carried a pair of ** for the transfer of light skills from the sleeping king, and flew straight back towards the mountains on the other side of the forest road.

At this time, on the streets of Jinguo Kyoto, Wang Ming was lightly stepping on the crystal white snow on the ground with his backhand, glanced at the crimson pink cheeks of the red-clothed tight-fitting Mu Nianci behind him, and looked at the girl next to her who was holding her arm and asking questions from time to time, and Mo Chou, who was still at a loss, couldn't help but shake her head, and then sighed softly: "The soul is the manifestation of the spiritual will of the living beings~, but the reincarnation is to wear out the soul will and leave the Yuan Spirit alone, hehe~, sure enough~, the Yuan Ling really belongs to the origin and foundation of this world. It almost failed my experiment! Tsk~, fortunately, I was prepared to leave a divine soul seed in the heart of the formation, since a meta-soul spirit can't break through the boundaries of this world's power, then how about I add one more! And they are all supporting roles with names and surnames~! Luck gathers ~ What is the result? ”

As Wang Ming chuckled and sighed, in a cave not far from the ancient tomb of Zhongnan Mountain, the bloody-eyed and silver-haired demon lord's body flickered, but it instantly collapsed into a little bright light, surging towards the two blood-colored phantoms in front of him.

"Boom~~Boom~"

As soon as the source force that maintained the soul for thousands of miles and could still be connected to consciousness poured in, the thunder in the already inexplicable black ink clouds in the Zhongnan sky rumbled again, but Wang Ming didn't react except for smacking his lips~, he was used to it all the way~, as long as the place he walked through didn't thunder one day, he could know if he was alive today.

Just when Wang Ming was looking at the snow scene on the street and carefully observing the changes in the souls of Gongsun Zhi and Zhao Zhijing, Mo Chou, the girl dressed as a son behind him, was already surprised to ask: "Wow~, Sister Nianci~, this cloak was embroidered by you~, the hands are really skillful!" ”

Hearing the sound~ Mu Nianci's pink thin lips couldn't help pursing lightly, and then felt the warm palm jade eyes beside her and secretly glanced at the handsome and unusually pure jade face beside her, but instantly lowered her crimson hot cheeks, but said softly: "Thank you Gongzi for your compliment~!" ”

"No~~ Sister Nianci, you are already skillful~!" The girl's attention was still on the brown and black supple cloak behind her at this time, and she waved her hand very casually, and after a while, the girl raised her head slightly, looked at the snowflakes fluttering in the sky and the white-shirted figure in front of her with her light back palm walking on the snow, but her eyes were full of sweetness, and she sighed softly: "It's so good~!" ”

And Mu Nianci, who was hanging his head and fiddling with the corners of his clothes because of the warm palm falling from his shoulder, was relieved and inexplicably lost, but he couldn't observe the situation when the person next to him spoke, and thought that 'he~' was talking about his own shawl, and bit his lips slightly before he mustered up the courage to say softly: "If it is ~, if the son likes it, just use it!" ”

As the words came out, Mu Nianci lowered his head again, and his shy appearance made several people shake their heads.

Glancing at the careful and abnormal posture of his daughter in front of him, Yang Tiexin, who was burly in simple clothes, couldn't help but squint his eyes, and then swept the handsome boy in purple clothes and brown and black shawls, but he thought of 'he~' just a palm and a kick to force back the little prince in Chinese clothes to save himself and his brother's son, and the forehead and sideburns were full of satisfaction when he nodded slightly, and after a while, he turned his head and asked with concern: "Jing'er~, is your arm still painful~?"

"Hmm~, Uncle Yang, although there is still some pain, it is much better after applying some ointment! Hiss~"Hearing the sound~, Guo Jing stroked his left arm, which was no longer bloody, wrapped in a white cloth, and shook his head, but when he spoke, he pulled his red, swollen and bruised head, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching lightly.

Looking at his nephew's appearance of being covered in injuries and dirt, Yang Tiexin couldn't help but shake his head in distress, took a pot of turbid wine from his waist and handed it over, and complained in his mouth: "Jing'er, you too~, standing aside has nothing to do, do you have to get entangled with the little prince of Jinguo~, come~ It won't hurt so much if you drink some wine!" ”

"Gollum~Goodong~" took the wine jug, Guo Jing couldn't wait to drink a few sips, and then wiped his lips and applauded again and again~: "Happy~ Happy!" Alas~Uncle Yang, what did you just say~"

In his nephew's puzzled gaze, the corners of Yang Tiexin's mouth couldn't help twitching, and after a moment, he spit out turbidity and then asked: "Jing'er~, your mother lives well in the desert!" Tell me how you've been doing for so many years~! ”

"Okay~! Uncle Yang~ I just wanted to tell you! Mother ......" As soon as this topic was mentioned, Guo Jing, who had been looking sluggish under the snow, instantly came to his senses.

Just when Guo Jing was holding the wine jug and talking to Yang Tiexin about his horse and carving in the grassland desert, chasing deer and catching wolves and other turbulent scenes, Wang Ming, who was walking in the forefront, came next to a thin figure, covered his mouth and waved his hand in a low voice: "Brother Wang~, you say~, what will happen if that girl finds out that Sister Mochou is not a man~?" ”

"Hehe~" Hearing this, Wang Ming chuckled~, and then inserted the bamboo-side paper fan into his waist and bowed his head and waved his hand: "I don't know either~, but you can imagine it~"

"Hee-hee~" The words began to fall~ Huang Rong Yuyan was already laughing out loud, it seemed that she didn't know how long she had been fantasizing in her heart just now, and after a while, the girl covered her lips and whispered: "That girl didn't find that the abnormality is that it is normal to be disguised, but it's not right Sister Mochou didn't even notice it at all, hee-hee~ Now Rong'er is already laughing, if it is in the future~ Huhu!" I won't be able to stand it~! ”

"Hmm~!"

As the two of them laughed and whispered, Huang Yaoshi's eyes were also slightly bright and full of smiles, and after a few minutes, when he saw his daughter return to the place where he landed, his expression under the stiff leather suddenly changed, staring at the other side of the street, and his body was also lightly stepping on the snow on the street to make a continuous slightly sunken footprint.

But Huang Yaoshi, who turned around and disappeared, didn't see Wang Ming's frowning brows when he stepped on the steps, stretched out his hand to wave away the guy who wanted to step forward, and then patted the green silk hair of the girl next to him with a chuckle, and said in a harmonious voice: "Rong girl~, you can entertain them for the time being~, I won't accompany you now for some things!" ”

"Hmm~! Got it~ Brother Wang! Huang Rong, who was smiling, was slightly stunned when she heard the sound, but she returned to normal in an instant, and nodded very seriously.

Feeling the imperceptible loss in her eyes, Wang Ming couldn't help but rub the girl's hair: "There's nothing to do~, it's in the upstairs room~, I'll eat the dishes made by your kitchen god later!" ”

"Hmm~" Although she was happy in her heart, Huang Rong still slapped Wang Ming's strange palm away 'dissatisfied', and then pushed his arm and said: "If you have something, you are still chatting here~, why don't you go up quickly!" ”

"Alas~" Wang Ming looked at her reaction and shook his head slightly~, just like that lyrics, you don't have to guess the girl's thoughts~, you can't guess no matter how you guess!

"Brother Wang~ What are you going to eat today!"

As the body was pushed up the stairs by the girl, Wang Ming, who had just walked a few steps, had another soft question in his ears, ignoring the eyes of several strange stares at the two of them, Wang Ming waved his hand back very casually.

"Hmph~ I want five more dishes~, I really want to exhaust Rong'er! Sister Mochou~ I'm over! ”

Although she was talking with her mouth open, when someone's figure disappeared and walked into the guest room, Huang Rong still said hello to the girl Mo Chou and walked in the direction of the kitchen in the backyard familiarly, but she didn't realize that she had already said that she had said that she had forgotten what she wanted to see at the beginning.

And Wang Ming, who stepped into the guest room, also frowned and wondered instantly, and as his body sat cross-legged~ The source power entered the soul and explored the past towards the familiar soul seed land, and after a long time passed, Wang Ming's eyes suddenly lit up, but he became extremely calm in a moment, and a cold voice came out of his mouth: "Looking for death~!" ”

The land of Hangzhou, Zhejiang~, is now the new capital of the Southern Song Dynasty, the inner city palace surrounds a golden and antique attic hall outside the Phoenix Mountain, but at this time there is a sad cry: "Mother ~ Mother ~ Mother, Uncle Chebu ~, Uncle Xie ~, I want to see my mother~, I want to see my mother!" ”

The six sons of Quanzhen, who were silent on the side, couldn't help frowning and thinking about it with the dark shadow's light tone and deep bloody eyes.

And the handsome face of the figure condensed by the black mist only lasted for a moment, and then he put away the chuckle, and the silver white hair that had not yet been tied moved slightly, and between the light grip of the palm, a stiff body suddenly appeared, and the bloody eyes were cold and said: "Since the soul has left the body, it is better to let me use one or two~!" ”

"Demon King~!"

Wang Chuyi, who was full of guilt and carrying his disciples~ only felt a light behind him, and when he saw the conspicuous explosive hair on the head of the hanging head carried by the silver-haired and blood-eyed guy opposite, he instantly screamed urgently.

"Heh~" The Black Shadow Demon Lord chuckled and glanced at him, and the palm of his left hand moved slightly~, and with a stream of black gas evaporating, surrounding Zhao Zhijing's sluggish and stiff body, but even the clothes disappeared, leaving only a green steel saber that fell to the ground with a clang. (To be continued.) )