Chapter 47: Vermilion Bird Xuanwu

"Smack!"

A yellow wind and sand came out of nowhere, and it struck the banshee in mid-air with great power.

The robe on the banshee's body suddenly flipped up, her arms shook, and suddenly a water curtain flew up into the air from the Spirit River at the bottom of the cave, blocking her in front of her, blocking the wind and sand, and even slowly swallowing it.

The curtain of rushing water is mixed with reddish sand, widening the distance, directly isolating the huge cave into two separate small spaces.

"Hee-hee-hee......"

The water curtain happily rolled into the underground spirit river with the "babies" and rushed to the unknown sea.

The banshee saw through the water curtain that the swirling sand and dust on the person was thicker and faster than Fang Cai, and directly stirred the water curtain to shake, and her face turned pale. She seemed to feel that her spiritual power was being pulled by the water curtain, and she felt powerless.

"Click. ”

She heard a slight voice suddenly sound in the back of her head, and wondered: How could it be like the sound of a mechanism "disconnecting", could it be that she was a puppet with no soul, controlled and manipulated by someone with an invisible "thread"? But she was obviously a ghost who had cultivated for tens of thousands of years, freed from the shackles of her body, and had her soul alone.

Thinking of this, her blood pupils with hatred but faintly revealing innocence were full of confusion, and she lost her initial sharp light, but she was a banshee with a cold temperament, how could she take off her "armor" in the face of a male monster who had known her for tens of thousands of years?

But she forgot that they had been locked up here for tens of thousands of years, and the unruliness of their youth should have disappeared with the passage of time.

In fact, she thought about this "very realistic" problem thousands of times in her heart, especially in the days and nights when she slept in the spirit river to restore her spiritual power, she thought about waiting for her body to improve slightly, and then she would find an appropriate time to reconcile with him, but the sky did not follow people's wishes, and the few encounters made a big fight because of the appearance of various flowers and plants, and they had a grudge against each other.

The fear of being hurt and the fear of losing the love of their lives is the current psychology of these old monsters who have lived for tens of thousands of years - even if ghosts and monsters have cultivated to the level of immortals, they are still limited by the length of life, not immortal.

Maybe the "God of Life" was naughty, so he took the "deer" to haunt the old monster, and quickly sucked the last of his life clean, and there was not even a pile of white bones left.

At this moment, the banshee pretended to be cold and magnified the "hatred" in her heart, making her beautiful face full of hatred and coldness, but her autumn-like eyes reflected the male monster behind the water curtain, and even showed a trace of sadness.

She couldn't see him clearly, she couldn't even remember what he looked like in the past few thousand years, after all, after many years, there was not even a trace of his voice. At this moment, through the water curtain and sand, she could vaguely feel the strong domineering exuded from him, but this domineering seemed not to be real.

"For so many years, you've either ignored me or deliberately turned against me. For the sake of you and me, I will let you go. And now, the lonely Dragon Vein Mountain, finally someone came, you still have to suck her dry, I live in the lower layer of damp and cold, and I need yang energy to replenish. The man's words were very cold, but his emotions were very indifferent, and this indifference made the banshee seem to see him when he said goodbye last time.

The banshee didn't speak, and the rhinestones on her long purple eyelashes suddenly flashed, as if with an invisible murderous aura, and disappeared into the water curtain.

Suddenly, the water curtain swallowed this "murderous aura", but instead of letting it flow down the waterfall that was quietly draining down it to the Spirit River, it lightly broke through the curtain outside the water curtain and pierced the Seven Killings around the body that was gradually reduced and surrounded by mist: Lan Ye.

"Bang!"

The gauze fog protection around Lan Ye's body suddenly burst, sprinkling countless gauze fog tricklingly.

Queeen, who was lying on the stone platform, was restrained by the banshee's tentacles, but his body was nimble and he sat up to avoid the mist.

She heard the conversation between the two of them, and looked for a voice, only to see that the two figures were glowing with a faint fluorescence, as if a demon cultivator like them would show light on their bodies after reaching a certain realm. Although she was uncomfortable because of being restrained, she felt funny: they were obviously a pair of mandarin ducks, but they were competing against each other, and their words were hurtful, and there was no one else here who actually made their relationship with each other so deformed, it was better to let go early and not entangle.

The long white dress on the banshee's body slowly swayed with a wave-like aura, making her long hair fly slightly in the air, with a hint of inexplicable sadness.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the water curtain between the two monsters actually fell instantly, causing the Spirit River in the abyss to reverberate violently.

Lan Ye's blood-drenched red robe trembled slightly, and the wave with cold air and water droplets splashed from below to the two people who hit the air, and even the Queen, who was used to seeing the world, was dumbfounded as the water droplets suddenly emerged and converged into a fluorescent-colored turtle, and suddenly stopped at the feet of the banshee, taking advantage of her snow-white clothes also showing blue light, which was very good-looking.

"Xuanqing, you slut, play this hand again, I'm going to let you die today. It's just a water gathering turtle, what's the big deal, look at how Lao Tzu's Suzaku destroyed your Yuan Shen. As he spoke, the two palms that hung down at his side slowly gathered fire, although his clothes were not afraid of the flames, but as if the flames also had temperatures, after all, the water droplets that had not yet dispersed turned into green smoke and disappeared when they were close to the flames a foot away.

Seeing this, Queen's already surprised face showed worry and horror - if a man is tired of a woman, he will be put to death?

"Bang!"

The male monster flicked his fingers lightly and quickly, and after only three flicks, three tiny beams of fire flew towards the banshee's feet. When the three beams of fire galloped through the abdomen of the turtle formed by the water droplets, three parallel mist appeared like three airplanes passing through the air.

The banshee's white robe immediately rose up, revealing her pale legs. The mutilated turtle beneath her feet was restored to good condition on its own.

The male monster who was playing with the flame in his hand, just when his hands were about a foot away, the two small fireballs in his hands shot out an extremely thin line at the same time like an electric shock, colliding with each other and burning through each other.

Ziz-la-la!

The sound of burning filled the dark cavern with the smell of *, and Queen saw a powerful aura around the body of a man in a fiery red robe, which just formed a Vermilion Bird.

Whoa!

With a faint shout, the Vermilion Bird Phantom flew away from the man at a gallop and rushed to the banshee's feet.

Seeing the momentum, the banshee teleported and flew away to the top of the cave.

Shout!

As soon as the Xuanwu formed by the Suzaku Phantom and the water droplets collided, countless sparks actually erupted in the air, like a scene of fireworks, illuminating the entire cave.

Queen hurriedly closed her eyes to avoid the countless flames falling from the sky, but for some reason, the rock beneath her automatically tilted to the right of the abyss, causing her to fall into the cavern as if she were sitting on a skateboard, accompanied by a sharp cry she let out.

"Xuanqing, you ......" Lan Ye looked down at the graceful red figure below and disappeared into the darkness, so angry that he fled upwards and came to Xuanqing's side.

Xuan Qing didn't use any protection, nor did she use any attack, just standing alone in the air, looking at Lan Ye, who was suddenly approaching her, her slender purple eyelashes pressed tightly against her eyelids, and her red blood pupils were full of warmth, despite the anger on the face of the male monster opposite her. "Seven Killing Star Palace, long time no see. ”

When Lan Ye heard this, his body stiffened, and the right hand that had been stretched out to his neck with killing intent withdrew his natal spirit as it approached her neck.

"Poof!" Xuan Qing spurted out a mouthful of blood, she had cultivated for thousands of years before replacing the disappeared Yuan Shen with water beads, and it was actually destroyed, she was just a banshee, and she lost her body and Yuan Shen thousands of years ago.

The mouthful of blood sprayed on Lan Ye's red clothes, causing a dark pattern to flash—this dark pattern was the entire astrolabe map laid by the old man of Tianji back then.

The banshee immediately lost her vitality, her fair and full face aged at a visible rate and wrinkled, but her bright eyes looked at the man she had admired for thousands of years with affection, and tears slid down her face.

Seeing the situation, Lan Ye's sharp heart shook violently, and he hugged her waist and called softly: "Broken army, long time no see." ”

After saying that, he buried his head in the affectionate kiss to her sexy lips.

But it was too late, this kiss did not save the affection she had been waiting for for thousands of years, she disappeared with a little firelight, and actually disappeared in the obsessive and affectionate tongue kiss with him......

When her consciousness was completely annihilated between heaven and earth, Lan Ye, who closed her eyes and kissed affectionately, suddenly opened her eyes, saw that there was nothing in her hand, and sneered at herself decadently, and turned into a Vermilion Bird Phantom and disappeared into the cave abyss.

The whole cave returned to its original darkness, and those firelights were like countless fireflies dying, and the "click" was extinguished at the same time.

It's as if nothing has happened, everything, just a nightmare.

The sound of water droplets kept ringing, and the red-clothed Queen was washed into a shallow beach with a stretch of yellow sand, and in the dark underground abyss, there were a few rare beams of light shining in from nowhere, and there were countless dust floating in the shallow white light, not up or down. When the aperture widens and the light fades to barely brightness, the light and shadow disappear on the surface of the water where Queen is lying down. The sparkling water floated on the soft red gauze skirt, and from the edge of the gauze skirt from time to time appeared cute and colorful fish were swinging their tails vigorously.

If it weren't for the careful look at these swimming fish living in the Spirit River, they would never have found that she was actually "carried" by a group of swimming fish to move to the shore.

For a long time, she was completely "pushed" to the beach, and the gauze skirt was soaked and stuck to the skin, the exposed white ketone body was sticky with fine grains of crystalline sand, and her pale cheeks were messily coiled and conformed by the long black hair, but it was still difficult to hide her pitiful appearance.