Chen Shao's peace of mind was difficult to keep, and there seemed to be a saw in his mind that was pulling it again and again, but this sawing was not wood, but cutting his soul.

The field of ink is lightly separated, and the sea of fog is lost. He has taken an entire street into his domain, and he is the master of the realm.

Looking at Chen Shao'an's painful expression, his heart was extremely happy. A cruel smile appeared on his face, and he ramped up the extraction.

Chen Shao'an finally gave up, couldn't help but snort miserably, and his hands and head were covered and he fell to the ground. But he couldn't take his eyes off and looked at Mo lightly, and he couldn't hide from his ink-like eyes.

Chen Shao'an's body twitched rapidly, the corners of his eyes were bloodshot, and he was torn apart at the sight of it.

"Zheng", the sound of the piano is crisp.

A slender palm appeared in front of Chen Shao'an's eyes, which happened to cut off Mo Qingli's gaze.

Dressed in a black robe, he was already standing in front of Chen Shao'an.

Chen Shao'an was bleeding from his mouth and nose, he barely saw this familiar figure clearly, his heart was relieved, and he fainted.

"Night nineteen! You didn't leave! Great, haha...... ＂

There was a trace of sorrow on Bai Xi's face, and there was only pain in his clear eyes.

With a wave of his sleeves, Chen Shao'an's body seemed to be gently hugged and slowly drifted out of the fog.

Outside the fog, the white gauze dress, green silk like a mirror, and a guqin in front of the body is horizontal in front of the knee. The jade finger was tapped, and a note rose again, and Chen Shao'an's body floated towards her.

"Why?" The tone was not angry, no reproach, only a little pity.

"And why, because of you!" Mo gestured lightly away from his fingers.

As soon as the fog tightened, it was time to see that Chen Shao'an was about to float out of the fog. The mist suddenly turned into a skeleton tiger, like a real tiger, rolling up a gust of fishy wind, and the tiger's mouth opened wide and bit Chen Shao'an's head.

With a hook of the jade finger, the strings emitted a light and crisp short note. A short neon arrow condensed from the piano, and the sound fell, and the arrow had hit the tiger's head.

The moment it was shot, the skeleton tiger seemed to let out a mournful roar, and then dispersed into a cloud of mist, but the fog was much lighter.

"Night Nineteen, you actually brought a helper. Fairy Ling, do you want to meddle in this matter too?"

"Mo Qingli, Ziyan will not meddle in the affairs between us, I just want her to take care of the third uncle first. ＂

"Night nineteen, I will make a break with you today! For Mei'er, for my father, I must kill you!"

"Why? Could it be that something happened to Mei'er's sister?"

"You are not allowed to call Mei'er's name! You and Mei'er were childhood sweethearts when they were children, and they grew up together. Ever since she broke the seal, I've always treated you like a brother in my heart. But if it weren't for you, how could she still be lying in that cold pool? And what are you going to do to retreat to the mountains and forests? Don't ask about the world! Then you are worthy of my Mei'er?"

Mo Qingli's feminine and handsome face was distorted, and his face was full of resentment and resentment.

"Well, that's really my fault, I, I didn't protect her...... But...... ＂

"With me, where can I use you to protect her, if she hadn't blocked the forbidden spell for you that day, it should be you lying in the cold pool now!"

"Yes, I was supposed to be my brother to protect her, but I ended up hurting her. It's all my fault...... ＂

"Then you can compensate with your life!"

His eyes were blazing, and Mo lightly waved the sleeves of his robe. The surrounding mist condensed into skull heads, and the white teeth in their mouths snapped together to make a ghostly roar, and they rushed towards the night nineteen together.

Vertical palm into a knife, a wave of the effort. A rainbow of light was like a knife light, scattering and submerging the skeleton heads.

"Mo Qingli, I have found the Dream Soul Grass, it won't be long before Mei'er can wake up, why are you bothered?"

"I don't believe your nonsense, die!" In the midst of the shouting, the white mist condensed into all kinds of fierce beasts and poisonous insects and surged towards the night nineteen.

The rainbow light continued to sway, and the white mist dispersed and gathered, gathered and dispersed, and the skeleton monsters condensed by the white mist seemed to be endless.

Night nineteen, watch.

Ink light off, attack.

Mo Qingli laughed wildly, "Night Nineteen, this is in my realm, the realm is invincible! In this sea of fog, I am the sky, I am the earth! I see how long your Aotian Jue can last?"

"Alas...... This sigh is unbearable, unwilling, and sad.

The rainbow light was no longer flashing, and the group of skeletal beasts formed by the condensation of the mist let out a terrible howl and pounced on them together.

The slender fingers swiped in front of him, and a spatial crack appeared in front of Ye Nineteen. In the blink of an eye, the crack became a large hole, and a huge attraction came from the hole, and countless skeletons plunged into it, never to be seen again, and no longer reduced to white mist.

The remaining white mist skeletons fled in all directions as if they had encountered a natural predator. A more violent suction force suddenly came from the cave, and in the blink of an eye, the white mist was sucked into the cave.

The cave was as if it had just been eaten a full meal, and the entrance of the cave opened and closed a few more times, sucking a few wisps of escaping white mist into the hole, and then slowly closed and disappeared without a trace.

The street is clear, and the moonlight and starlight shine on the bluestone street, shining with soft reflections.

The fog, gone. field, broken.

Mo Qingli was dumbfounded, how could it be?

There are no violent collisions, no strong hits, and no areas that are immersed in each other!

"What is this, what is this?"

"It's not a realm, it's, devour!"

"Devouring?"

"Yes, that's what I realized in its memory when I was enchanted, but now, I've changed it a little. ＂

"It's a night knife?"

"Yes!"

"It taught you a lot?"

"Yes, it has taught me many, many things...... ＂

"But you ruined it anyway!"

"It has set off too many storms in the world, and it should not have appeared in the world...... ＂

"Don't be so high-sounding and compassionate! This shows that you are just an ungrateful villain!"

Sad, lonely, with only a sigh.

"It's just that it taught you how to deal with my current exercises?Demon, Domain, Slayer, Dragon!"

Mo Qingli's black eyes suddenly turned a faint blue color, and his silver hair turned red, growing wildly. As soon as the hair touched the bluestone ground, the bluestone ground was crushed into powder. In the blink of an eye, the red hair has grown to more than three feet.

Mo Qingli's original snow-white face also glowed blue, and his lips were strangely black and red.

"You, you're enchanted?"

"In order to get justice for Mei'er, what if I fall into the devil?"

"When did you get into the devil?"

"On the third day after you destroyed the knife! I didn't want to fall into the devil, it's all because of you! You want to be free, but let Mei'er suffer in the cold pool? How can I let you get your wish?!"

"Zheng!" the sound of the piano suddenly sounded, and the sound of the piano turned into neon ribbons to form a cage, trapping Mo Qingli in place.

The red hair flew in all directions, and the neon ribbons "sizzled" when touched. The neon ribbon was corroded and mottled in a moment.

"Huh...... Fairy Ling still couldn't help but make a move?haha...... A bunch of untrustworthy villains! Look at my magic hair!"

The red hair danced wildly, and it slammed into the neon ribbon, and the neon ribbon was about to shatter.

Ling Ziyan waved his hands sharply, the sound of the piano was fast and urgent, and neon ribbons kept flying out to fill in the damage.

In just a few breaths, Ling Ziyan had finished playing the song "Sleepy Dragon".

The neon ribbons overlapped on top of each other, wrapping Mo Qingli into a cocoon, and even Mo Qingli's figure could not be seen.

Seeing that the red hair could not see through this neon cocoon, Ling Ziyan breathed a sigh of relief, and a few drops of fragrant sweat had oozed from her delicate forehead.

"Night, my sleepy dragon can't restrain him for long, he's already enchanted. Do you really want to kill him? If you kill him, when the girl wakes up, she will hate you to death! What should I do?"

"Ziyan, I must not kill him, I have made Mei'er's sister suffer so much, how can I kill her intended person? Even if I die, I can't break her heart. ＂

"Don't talk about death, if you die, I, I won't live alone...... ＂

"Purple Smoke...... ＂

"Night...... ＂

"Oops! This goosebump fell to the ground, I said nineteen, when are you still showing affection? Oops, this headache is killing me...... ＂