Then, he retracted his gaze and looked at the marks on Du Yuanyuan's eyebrows, the ice blue and red colors were intertwined and dazzling, like a burning wheel of fate. Could it really be that something is going to happen, and from this moment on, the Three Realms will break the long-standing silence and welcome a turbulent change. And all of this is because he is here? There are thousands of things in my heart, but my mouth is still a little cold, "Don't be a fool here." ”

"Really, don't you think, maybe those two goods are already inseparable, haha."

Mo Qingye continued to look at him quietly with a few wisps of confusion, and after a while, he suddenly said, "Hold me." ”

"Huh?" Xiao Du was surprised, "You're cold." As he spoke, he hurriedly pasted it forward again, and hugged Mo Qingye into his arms. This time, is it warmer? ”

"Hold me tight." Mo Qingye paused every word, like some kind of oath.

"Hmm." Du Yuanyuan's arm used a little force, hugged him tightly, and said with a smile, "At the critical moment, it's better for me." If it's cold, we'll go back. ”

Mo Qing was silent at night. In his arms felt a warmth that seemed fleeting. Sometimes the warmth is blown away by the wind, sometimes it gathers, ethereal, if it is about to leave. This may be their fate.

For a long time, Qingye murmured softly, "Don't talk about cause and effect, don't ask about the passing years." Gathering and dispersing, time flies. We walked through it and saw all the scenery in the world, only to find that the best stories are indescribable, quietly growing in the bottom of our hearts, and smiling when we think about it. ”

"Hmm." Du Yuanyuan smiled slightly, "You are the best for me." ”

Qingye's eyes were stunned, it was the first time in a long time that he had heard him say such affectionate words, in such an affectionate tone. "Huh." He also smiled, "Let's go." ”

The two of them held hands and walked slowly on the stone path of the dormitory. The time seems so bleak in the quiet of the night. And on the other side of the dark place under the sky, a war in full swing is sweeping the sky.

Fu Lingxiao finally couldn't hold back the anxiety and irritability in his heart, and together with his dissatisfaction with Wuming's long-term secret patience, he had already poured out of the nest a few days ago. Three days ago, when Du Yuanyuan and his gang were struggling to climb the Broken Spirit Cliff, His Royal Highness the Dragon Clan, who was far away in the Nine Heavens, had already summoned people and horses to kill the ghost realm.

In fact, Fu Lingxiao's original intention was not to cause a war, which would be of no benefit to others or himself. He also guessed that Wuming's attitude would be very stubborn, and who could willingly give up the treasure in his hand. That's why he brought enough soldiers and horses, ready to threaten Wuming. However, to his surprise, no matter how coercive he was in words and how he knocked on the mountain and shocked the tiger in action, Wuming was soft and hard, and he was determined not to hand over the fragments of Kongtong, and his intention could not be more obvious, that is, he wanted to tear his face with him.

In the main hall of the Ghost Realm Palace, the two people sitting on both sides of the two sides were burning with murderous aura in their eyes at that moment. The relationship that had been held together for hundreds of thousands of years was completely collapsed at this moment.

The heavy slaughter spread in the cold hall, and outside the palace, the soldiers and horses of the heavenly realm and the ghost realm were already tense.

It's a battle of intrigue and conspiracy.

As the saying goes, black eats black.

At the moment when Wu Shen shattered the black glass cup, the war between the Heavenly Realm and the Ghost Realm finally broke out.

Fu Lingxiao's subordinates did not protect the Dharma left and right, because he had always been conceited and believed that there was no need for those embellishments. And the immortal Dharma protector generals also died in the battle with Du Yuanyuan, and today, it has become the ultimate duel between the two of them.

It has nothing to do with the soldiers and generals who fight, it has nothing to do with heaven and earth, just the two of them. Rat.

And Fu Lingxiao still couldn't guess what made Wuming's attitude suddenly become so strong. Even if he doesn't want to, he should more or less cover it up, or prevaricate, or find a compromise solution.

However, there is no soul.

It's like the nerves have been stimulated by some sudden, and they have become very crazy and ferocious.

His Royal Highness of the Dragon Clan, who was thousands of miles away, also learned the news that the ancient corpse in the Nine Dragons Coffin was missing, but what happened later, he didn't know very well. After all, he was too far away, and he was also entangled in affairs, and when he came to the door in person, Wu Ming was already like a different person.

However, these are Fu Lingxiao's mental activities, so he won't be bored enough to ask a question or two. In his eyes, although the magic power of Wu Ying is profound, in the final analysis, they are all ghosts that are not worth mentioning. This deep-seated class discrimination cannot be changed after many years. And like that lowly python demon, Wu Ming is also a fool trapped by love, and he has fallen into such a field for the sake of ethereal feelings, and in his heart he has never sympathized with him, and some are just endless contempt.

In this game, Fu Lingxiao is in control. Because he is an immortal, the most glorious warrior in the upper realm, and the most noble highness of the dragon clan. The truth is always on his side. He thought.

And at this time, the state of mind of the soulless can also be imagined. forcibly let go of Du Yuan's kid, and what made him even more frustrated and annoyed was that Fei Tian actually said those unkind words.

Hundreds of thousands of years of time made him wait for nothing.

In the end, it was only for a short time that he could not see his true deity.

And the words I heard were so heartless and cold. It seemed that he was laughing at what he had been doing for a long time, and all of them, along with all of them, were laughing at him.

Hate, only hate that his mana is not enough, and he can't bind that person!

Wu Ming has been up and down in this tangled mood for several nights without morning and dusk, and when he was most upset, Fu Lingxiao came to the door, how could he not be angry. So, almost without saying half a word, he directly dropped the glass in his hand and announced the beginning of this battle.

Yes, he was the fuse. Sooner or later. From the very beginning, he never thought of giving it to him. It is not so easy to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, and it is not so easy to reap the good things of fishing!

In this battle, they each have their own thoughts. For Wu Ming, he has long been notorious, and it doesn't hurt to be the opposite! For Fu Lingxiao, it is a very glorious thing, crusading against the ghost world.

Outside the main hall, the wind roared, and the sound of swords clashing pierced the night sky.

However, there was silence in the hall, and the two people stood on the east and west sides, staring at each other angrily. No one did it first.

are speculating on the way and strength of the opponent's attack to the greatest extent.

Discrimination from the bottom of the heart does not denigrate the strength of the opponent.

What Fu Lingxiao is facing is not a little Luo Luo in the ghost world, but a ghost emperor who has stood in this gloomy land for thousands of years.

In the meantime, there have been more than a few crusades. But each time, it ended in a defeat in the Celestial Realm or a draw between the two sides.

For the gods of the heavenly realm, Fu Lingxiao also didn't pay attention to it. For him, they are nothing more than a rabble, no match for them.