Silently bowing his head, the wind evil at this time was like a very helpless child. He pouted, and a pair of flawless eyes looked aggrievedly at the amiable black-robed old man opposite.

"It's okay, go back and pick it up for you. Sima Meng smiled and pointed to the golden knife on the ground.

As he said, Wind Demon slowly crouched down, holding the knife in his right hand, trembling slightly. He couldn't put it off any longer.

The golden knife is dangling in the air, about to be chopped down......

Two lines of tears slipped quietly......

"Wind Evil! Don't! Don't ......"

It's Luo Mingling, she's awakened. This was beyond Sima Meng's expectations, originally he was not so attentive to Luo Mingling, and he had already let go of the hand that grabbed her. This shout made him re-vigilant, and it also made Feng Evil's heart hang.

Once again, Sima Meng stretched out his right hand from his shabby black robe, but he didn't catch anything.

The Origin Blood of the Wind Evil was destined to work, and she knew very well what had just happened. She knew that she was the biggest weakness of the Wind Evil, and she knew that without her own words, the Wind Evil would definitely have a way to escape.

If she is caught again, she will never be deceived again, and there will never be a second time for such a thing! She will not give such a chance!

Just as Sima Meng stretched out his hand to turn to Luo Mingling, an extremely cold aura suddenly rose from his side, it was the unique extremely cold origin qi of the Luo family, and it was the self-damage method she used to block the Ice and Snow Long Dragon before. Although she was counterattacked, she still had the strength to approach the ground level, and when the voice came out, she had already made a plan, and she ran towards the wind evil as fast as she could.

Could it be that she is from Kunlun?

Sima Meng's eyes turned, and suddenly a trace of surprise flashed, and even a trace of fear. That kind of extremely cold thing that obviously did not belong to the normal physical category was only found in Kunlun, even if he didn't know someone, he also clearly knew that this unique thing would not appear in the ancient martial cultivator at all.

"Mingling, what have you done!" Feng Evil didn't care about anything else, and shouted to meet him. He knew that Luo Mingling had moved her origin again, but what she had done, he didn't know, he could only feel it. From her smile, from her calm, resolute, warm but regretful smile, Feng Xie vaguely felt a trace of badness.

His feelings have always been right. But when he noticed it, just when he calmed down his extremely transparent body and hugged Luo Mingling, it was already too late. The extremely cold aura rose from within, similar to the secret technique used by the Ming Spirit to resist the Ice and Snow Dragon, and it could not be saved or stopped by external force at all.

"Goodbye, Wind Evil, I hope there will be a next life, and I can meet you ......"

Her voice was weakening, her smile was fading, her heart was beating ......

The wind evil looked at her bitterly, at the woman who had been following him all along. He didn't speak, he had nothing to say. This stupid girl is so resolute every time, and she tries her best every time. He wanted to blame her, why she didn't leave the matter to herself, why she didn't wait for himself to save her, why she was so stupid.

is obviously a good girl, why is she so strong, so decisive, and so easy to give up the chance to survive. Obviously she still has a chance, why did she destroy her heart!

The wind demon trembled and hugged her, watching stupidly, thinking about the scenes that she chased and followed by her before, thinking about the story that was quietly told by the lake that night without expectation, but after all, he still didn't say anything.

Luo Mingling closed his eyes quietly, as when he first saw him. Her soft hair was blown up by the wind and hit the wind evil's face. Her beautiful face was still smiling, with a calm and regretful smile. She actually wants to go on with Feng Evil, but it's like it can't go long, and the end is not so difficult for her now.

Death was originally a very simple thing, but it was only a little more difficult to encounter the wind evil.

What does Luo Mingling think, the wind evil can't control it, and he can't take care of it, but he won't let her. Why can she do whatever she wants, why can she just come and go, in front of the wind and evil, no one can do this. Dongfang Xiao can't do it, and neither can Luo Mingling.

"You kid, you've been lying to me all along!

Sima Meng's eyes were already wide with anger, and he finally reacted, and his ghost-claw-like palm suddenly came. The wind evil, together with the Luo Mingling in his arms, was slapped away by him.

In the distance, he was slumped on the ground like the wind and mud that he had slapped away. His face was pale, his lips were purple, and his blood was like gushing magma, pouring out like gushing magma, flowing onto the yellow skirt of the Ming Ling, and onto the dense grass.

His trembling palm attached to her chest, and his thumb pricked, spilling a drop of blue blood. The blood was gently stabbed into her body by him. He was trembling all over, and he couldn't move at all except for involuntary trembling. The only one, the only one who can be independent, is his laughter!

"Sima Meng, you've pushed her to this point!" Feng Xie raised his face with difficulty, his faint voice was like a gnat, and his crazy smirk was like a ghost. A deep voice came out, and the trembling arm slowly drooped. He put the spirit on the ground, but he was like a demon, laughing madly and silently.

It seemed that something bad was about to happen! An extremely strong intuition made Sima Meng pause. At this moment, those eyes, which were already a little blue, were suddenly dyed with a blue color! At this moment, a sound of "Qi Qi Click" bone dislocation suddenly sounded!

"Who are you?" Sima Meng involuntarily stepped back.

This is destined to be an unanswered question, because even the Wind Evil himself does not know. What he knew was that he was the one who was going to kill. Those Zhang family, Han family, Bai family, Yun family, and those who caused Luo Mingling to go to a dead end should all die!

It's not enough to take Dongfang Xiao! And to take the life of Yu Mingling?!

That pale face was full of tyranny, and those blue eyes were full of anger!

Like a madman, like an evil ghost from hell, the last trace of resentment forcibly suppressed by the wind evil finally broke out. He knows very well that he has never been a good god, on the contrary, in his bones, there is always a trace of murder and a trace of depravity.

It should have belonged to the evil side, and he had hoped that it would sleep forever. But why? What he loved, what he cared about, all of them, had to be taken away? Why was their beautiful life so easily taken away? Whose fault was it? Am I wrong?

In his mind, thousands of thoughts kept running, and he couldn't figure it out. He didn't want to pay attention to it at all! If this is the only way to break through, if the mad demons can kill people, then be crazy.